Morningstar Manor

The air inside apartment 229 was thick with savory smells of food when Jazz got home after a slow day at work. In the kitchen food (and a sink of dirty dishes) was waiting, along with a note from Cleo.

Emma Brooks invited me to dinner with her family, but I didn't want you to feel left out! So here's all the best in Irish dining made just for you! xxKissesxx - Cleo

Fanning herself gently with the note, Jazz looked between the food and the dishes, appreciating the thought but wondering if it was really worth it. There was a lot of food there and with the dirty dishes waiting....She wrinkled her nose and started to sigh - but then had an idea. She knew what would make this better!

Putting the note aside she opened the cupboards and starting pulling out Tupperware dishes and lids. It didn't take her long to get the goods packed up and stored away in a basket for easy carrying. After a quick change into a simple, olive colored dress (seemed Rhiannon had been right about there being at least one shade of green Jazz could wear) she picked up the basket and headed out into the hall, hitting the call button for the elevator when she got close enough.

While she waited she used her phone to send a text to Tom.

Happy Saint Patrick's Day, handsome - wanna help me fill my 'kiss me I'm Irish' quota?

Erin made her way down to the lobby at one, as planned, wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a green tank top. It was the day to wear green, after all. She spotted Sterrin easily and smiled as she walked over. "Hey hun. Ready to head out?"