Jade kept her small shop in perfect order every day, never letting a speck of the dirt in the pots escape onto the floors or shelves. Still, with the prospect of Iason coming over and visiting her quaint abode, she was doubly paranoid, and was busy running around the shop making sure everything was in tip-top shape. She rarely had actual guests, just customers, so she wanted everything nice. As she cleaned up, the blonde began to wonder what about the man had taken her so much, particularly last night. She was convinced someone must have slipped something into the blood she drank, or there was something else at the club, but nevertheless she remembered the night clearly, and there was nothing to suggest it was Iason's doing. In fact, she realized part of the reason she'd been so interested was his lack of pushing, being a little forward yes, but not pushing her at all.
There was also the fact he was handsome and kind, and although it didn't explain her behavior, it nearly justified it. And last night was enough to make Jade want to talk to him more, and maybe do a bit more than talking. A small smile came to her lips as she thought about the night. Despite the strange behavior, it was a brilliant night. It was exactly what she'd needed to get her mind off of Jaxen, and the kickstart she needed to actually socializing with the rest of the city. If asked if she could redo the night, make different choices, she'd say no.