Jasmine sat, a little awkwardly, while the drone continued to hover, circling the table once. "I...thought, I might, but..." she shakes her head. "I must've been confused." She threw a sideways glance at the still-hidden figure, then at the projector on the table, seeming suddenly interested, glancing at Sarah with a slightly questioning look.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
