As the day drew to a close and the two headed back to the dorm for the night, Tracy finally said out loud what she had been mulling around in her head after the meeting with Coach Mitchell and Blair, "You know, Jazz, the one I told you about if you want to talk horses, that's who you met when you met my track coach..." She checked the time, "Crap. I gotta be at tryouts in five minutes..." For some reason she kissed her roommate on the cheek, almost like it was instinct, and took off running for the track grounds. "Looks like you have something in common with the pilot besides planes! Possible good icebreaker. I'll be back at the dorm just before six. Curfew. Have dinner ready? Even if it's Thai takeout? Appreciate it!"<br/><br/>It wasn't Blair or Watt that would meet Jasmine at the door, or even IQ with a fantastic gadget, but the other member of the soon to be team... Princess Emerald.<br/><br/>"You have a few moments, Miss Bond... And before you ask, I want to be friends so it's Emmy, if you please. And no need to be formal, I'm way down the royal ladder if you feel me. I'd like your help with something... Vital to a ball I HAVE to attend. If you know anything about them." She looked Jasmine up and down, before nodding more to herself with a partial crack of a smile. "Fashion wise. Which you may have at that. I need to dress nice but not in ballgown regalia, if you follow."