Yet dreams linger

"You know, Topaz, if I had a credit for every time someone here was starstruck by Jade, I'd be wealthier than the IPC itself."

Aventurine leaned casually against the wall, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he watched the opulent room gradually filling with guest. "Look at these new lads straightening their ties every time she walks by."

Topaz chuckled, shaking her head. "Don't mention it, that's quite the show."

"...And you're no exception, Director Topaz. I've seen you fidgeting with your collar whenever she's around. Quite the performance, if I do say so myself."

Penacony might have been a playground of hidden desires and fantasies, but it was here, back amidst the sterile corridors of the IPC, that Topaz found herself dreaming the most-dreaming of Jade.

She couldn't help but wonder if, perhaps, Jade's dreams had begun to drift towards her as well?