The street outside the auction house. A glass swivel door shows a light coloured reception inside and the street is clean, with ample parking. A brass plaque on the wall shows the following information:

Wolfson Auction House
Wolfson Associates
Mulvey and Co.
Director: Jasmine Mulvey

::The limosine pulls up and Jasmine gets out, staring up at the building.::

(Classy.)

::She waits until the car is gone before walking to the building, grinning at the plaque.::

"Director, eh?"

::Her smile disappears as she considers what this means. Is she expected to do such a job from Australia when she goes home? Or does her father have other plans for her? Sure, they were plans she was considering herself because she loves it here, but... you'd think he would've told her.::

::Rex runs over to Jasmine, looking enraged. As soon as he saw the sign in huge letters above the smart glass doors and see-through front of the converted building, he couldn't believe it. How did they do it so fast? And why is she not dead? She was supposed to be dead!::

"What the hell is this?"

::Jasmine's a little disconcerted, but quickly recovers and turns around to give Rex a plastic smile.::

"Why, Rex. G'day!"

::The smile extends into a grin, and this is a real one. At Rex's expense.::

::Rex's jaw tightens as he glares at the blonde.::

"What are you playing at? Bucklands is right around the corner!"

::Jasmine nods brightly.::

"I know!"

(You bastard.)

"We're Neighbours!"

::Rex leans in threateningly.::

"If you really think you can take Bucklands' clients from us then, I can assure you, you're sorely mistaken."

"I'm glad you're so confident. I guess it can be a fair fight. I wouldn't want us to have to resort to playing dirty, would you?"

::She gives him a meaningful stare. The corners of her lips tug up into a light smile.::

::Narrowing his eyes, Rex just gives Jasmine a sour look before turning around and leaving.::

::Only slightly satisfied by messing with her rival, Jasmine turns and looks up at her building with a sigh. She forces a smile and then starts to see the good in the situation.::

"Prue's gonna be stoked. Creating jobs..."

::She takes a deep breath and walks into reception.::

::Jasmine is escorted out by one of the builders and grins at him.::

"So! You guys did all this pretty quickly, huh?"

::The man notices Jasmine's accent but it doesn't really click with him. He smiles and scratches the back of his head.::

"Wolfson were pretty antsy to get it up."

(The faster we work, the more they'll pay.)

"Actually, I should get back to work."

(Aw, he's a good guy.)

::Jasmine smiles. She likes that he's going to get a lot of money out of this. This whole project seems like a good idea. The only person it won't benefit is Rex Buckland. She holds her hand out.::

"Well, it was nice to meet you, uh...?"

"Daniel Gregor."

::He shakes her hand warmly.::

(Is she into me?)

"Ah, Daniel."

::Jasmine grins.::

"Jasmine Mulvey."

::She takes her hand back and waits.::

"Jasmine, huh?"

::Daniel sounds approving. It's a pretty name. It sounds kinda familiar, though...

A few moments pass and the builder frowns, then turns to look at the plaque on the wall.::

"Oh..."

(Shit.)

::Letting out a laugh, Jasmine puts her hand on his arm.::

"Chill, Danny! I came to see how things were going and I can see it's a bang-up job. You guys are gonna get what you deserve for this effort, I can tell you that."

(Be proud.)

::Daniel looks a little taken aback, then grins. He feels proud of himself, something that he doesn't get to feel a lot since the people he works for usually spend all their time bitching at him about stuff.::

"Well... we had incentive."

::He looks a little embarrassed, but is certain Jasmine will understand.::

"Ms. Mulvey, it's been great meeting you, but I do need to get back to work. You can come in and have a look around, though. Don't touch the walls because they might still be wet, and there's some places we're still constructing, but most of it's safe. Your office is on the first floor, can't miss it. It's done."

::He smiles at her and runs back inside, eager to tell the guys that their employer is cool and hot.::

::Jasmine smiles and walks in after him. She follows his instructions and goes up the stairs, finding her office.::

::Jasmine hops inside.::

::Sera parks and stares at the very large, very classy building in front of her.::

"Wow. Nice."

(Never been here before...)

::Her exclamation is, of course, directed at Jasmine.::

"Never been here before?"

::Jasmine leans across and almost kisses Sera... but then she just unbuckles her seatbelt. She smiles and gets out of the car.::

"Well, it's all happening, babe!"

(Babe? Huh. I can deal with that.)

::Sera returns the smile and gets out of the Ferrari, taking extra care in locking it up. With that done, the brunette walks around to the car's front, her eyes on Wolfson.::

"You dad has a bit of money, eh? Hey, isn't there another really big auction house around here somewhere...?"

::She turns to look at Jasmine, a simple, curious expression on her face.::

"Yeah. There is."

::Jasmine opens the back seat to Sera's car.::

::Sera watches, her head tilting slightly to the side.::

"What are you doing?"

"C'mere, Ser."

::Jasmine holds one arm out.::

::Curious, and slightly confused, Sera gives Jasmine a "what are you doing..." kind of look and moves to stand over by the blond, next to the car. She knows that the hot-as-hell Australian could be up to anything, so doesn't get her hopes up; she is Jasmine, after all.::

::Jasmine suddenly sits down, taking Sera with her into the back seat of the car. Their lips connect. Jasmine lays back, pulling Sera down on top of her. She drags her fingers through Sera's hair, all the while pulling her closer.::

::Incredibly surprised but definitely not complaining, Sera kisses Jasmine back passionately and lovingly, pressing down into her. She's a bit wary, though; she has no idea what caused this and there's also a distinct sense of deja vu about it. But, she'll live in the moment for now, and deal with whatever happens afterwards.::

(Oh my god.)

::Jasmine turns her head to the side, breaking the kiss but not the contact.::

"Okay-"

::Sera pulls back slightly, but doesn't get off of Jasmine. She swallows subconsciously, her eyes on the beautiful blond beneath her.::

(God, I love you.)

"... yeah?"

::Jasmine tries not to cough.::

"Let's head inside, hey?"

::Sera has to pause for a minute before she gets up and out of the car. She's extremely confused. Did she just get toyed around with (again), or are they going inside to get, well, inside and out of the public eye?::

"Sure."

::Jasmine, silent, gets out too. She shuts the door and waits for Sera to lock the car before they walk inside to reception.::

::Yeah. He totally knew where it was. He pulls up in the car and decides to leave the painting there while he goes to see Jasmine. He makes his way to the reception.::

::Paz approaches Petey's car and lugs the giant ass painting out.::

(Why does this thing have to be so fucking big!)

::He heaves it up, and goes straight to Jasmine's office.::

::Sera steps outside of Wolfson, squinting her eyes into the sun. She leads Hottie McHotterson/Jasmine over to the Ferrari and opens the blond's door before she gets in on the other side.::

Do you know what Andrea wants?"

"Uh, something about Julie, I think. Sounds bad."

::Jasmine sits and pulls the door shut, strapping on her seatbelt.::

"Trying not to pry."

"Ah."

(Julie. Great.)

::Sera, however, lets a light smile linger on her lips; she's with Jasmine, how could she possibly be in a bad mood? The brunette puts the Ferrari into gear and drives to BP.::