Literature
Dream Of a Different Color
Jaide strutted into the warehouse, where they where working at the moment.
"You're late." Arthur said as she walked in.
Jaide shook her head. "Or you're just early." She replied, smirking.
Arthur laughed a bit and shook his head. Eames glanced at Jaide from his spot on a swivel chair. Jaide nodded towards him.
"Mr. Eames." She said curtly.
Eames smiled. " Miss Jaide."
" Okay, Jaide I need you to call Cobb, see of he can come back." Arthur said.
Jaide nodded. "Kay, no problem."
She dialed Cobb's number. It rang four times until he picked up.
"Cobb?" She said.
"Yes, is this Jaide?"
"Yeah, you recognized me. That made my day. Thanks.