Pretty angry.

Mesmerizing Stone

...slam your wallet down before the girl. You're dismayed at the sight of Diane's red stone necklace crashing against the hard wood desktop.

What have you done? In your rage you pulled out your wallet and slammed it against the desktop, but you took the necklace along with it! The small gem bounces off the wood surface with a loud KLAK but luckily it does not break. Despite the jewel coming out intact, you're livid at the girl.

"Look what you made me d--"
"Oh my God..."

Your acrimony is quickly displaced by puzzlement as the altercation comes to a sudden halt. You're looking at the girl, but she isn't looking at you. No, her attention is on the glittering ruby... Does she want it? But it's for Diane!

"It's so...pretty..." she mutters softly. A slight smile appears on her face as all her anger melts away. Her eyebrows relax and her eyes widen to take in the sight of the gem's enthralling luster.

The dreamy look on her face reminds you of the first moment you'd spotted the jewel in the antique shop. It was relaxing; hypnotic. It seems that you're not the only one who thinks so!

You observe the girl with whom you'd just been locked in horrific verbal combat. She stands, with her jaw slack and her eyes ever more focused on the ornament. Her name tag reads "Bianca Bachiero."

Watching her carefully, you slowly slide the necklace between you, and note the way that Diana follows it faithfully, turning her head completely so as to always have her objective in the center of view. All the while she fails to blink.

"Do you...like it...Bianca?" you timidly try her name, still a little fearful of incurring her wrath.
"Yesss...I like it..." she hisses, her voice trailing off to a whisper as she speaks.

When you carefully pull the gem into the air by its lace, Diana doesn't hesitate to follow. You're amazed at the sight of her pupils swinging left and right as the jewel dangles so slightly before her. You move it closer to her face and sway it gently by your fingers. She opens her eyes ever wider and gasps as the object of her captivation nears. The light of the stone reflects on her engrossed irises.

"Are you okay, Bianca?"
"Yes...I'm fine..."
"Aren't you...still angry?"
"No...I feel...good..."
"Why?"
"That necklace, it's...so pretty..."

You concur. The jewel is lovely, and seemingly mesmerizing, but you never thought that it could have an effect such as this! If Diane reacts to her present like this, then all your problems are solved! But right now, Diane is not the one before you enraptured by a small shiny stone, Bianca is. What mysteries does this inocuous bauble contain?

"So you...like the necklace?" you ask her. For all the attention she shows the necklace, she has made no attempts to touch it.

"Yesss...I...like it..." she breaths huskily. She looks so enraptured that you could probably ask the same question over and over and she'd still answer unperturbed.

There are two protrusions of fabric on her chest. Are they her nipples?

What strange, perplexing kind of trinket do you now hold in your hands? The prospect of exploring with this girl is certainly exciting. Afterall, maybe it's just a fluke. Maybe this girl just really likes shiny things. What if you let her wear it? You need to find out.

On the other hand, you'd decided to take care of your spat with Diane right away, so maybe it would be best to ask Bianca for Diane's room number now, while she's still in such a "cooperative" mood.