6-260: Administration Bureau Executive Conference Facility
Inside the box, resting on a scrunchy-like presentation cushion is a sizeable uncut, unpolished emerald. The colour is deep and the quality looks very good. Lia’s quick estimation skills put it’s uncut value at about ʄ1000, subject to her getting it into her equipment for a proper evaluation.
Aston says, “you are the oddest person to buy jewelry for; it looks like a pretty green rock to me, but I’m told it’s quite a good one.”
Lia will give a short sharp gasp. Her mouth will remain open briefly as she gazes at the stone appreciatively. Her eyes will appear to caress it and she will lick her lips just a little. It’s almost like lust but not quite.
Her eyes will flick up to Aston and back to the emerald. She will reach out reverently and stroke one finger lovingly over the uncut surface before finally dragging her gaze away.
She shuts the box gently and it somehow disappears, presumably into her clutch. She gives Aston a truly sparkling grin, full Charisma and kisses him feelingly.
“Thank you, Darling. It’s beautiful.”