Pride and Joy[open]

Arista cursed as she hurried to her office. She hated it when it started to get cold out; she always managed to sleep in and become late for work because it was too cold to get out of bed. America had horrible weather, she decided, wishing that she was back home, in Greece, where the weather was hardly ever this cold. Shaking her head, she focused on getting to her office before anyone noticed she wasn't there; she loved her job too much to leave, and way too much to ever let herself get fired.

Still, just as she always did, she slowed to a stop next to the emerald. This was one of the - if not the most - important displays in their museum, costing millions of dollars that would send the entire museum drowning in debt if it ever got damaged. Which was why she looked over it every morning, to see if it had been damaged in someway or form. Plus, it made her feel ridiculously proud that this museum, out of all the ones that had offered to take it, had been entrusted with the rare gem.