Pearl had quietly filed away the information of the motorbike Jasper wanted to later use. She'd never be out of debt enough to get it for her, likely, but she could at least help Jasper get it. As she sat on the couch, she stared at the beer in her hand and wondered if she should just throw the contest so her girlfriend could get the bike. In all honesty, though, wasn't Jasper loaded anyway? It was something Pearl was constantly reminded of every time she walked around her new living environment and every time she thought back to that date night. Jasper had the money available to her, but she was trying to teach Mala some rather valuable lessons while depriving herself of anything she'd truly desired. The whole thing seemed flawed in her eyes, but wasn't she<i>just</i>like that not too long ago? Apparently<i>still</i>like that? As she tried to cater to everyone's whims but her own. Seeing it through Jasper's actions made it a lot easier to see just how foolish she, herself, had been over similar matters.<br/><br/>Still, though... her girlfriend needed to lose. As a matter of pride. The competitive streak burned through Pearl as she gave a small chuckle and tossed her first empty into the bin Peridot had appointed them, officially adding her name to the list. She was already half done with her second by the time Blue was kind enough to further explain the rules in better detail. And then suddenly, sleeping arrangements were being talked of and Pearl realized if the majority of them were drinking, no one was going home. The dancer shivered softly. Surely Jasper hadn't planned on everything she'd talked about with the notion that her family would be here still, did she? Pearl was both relieved and a little distraught at the thought, but only time could tell whether it'd really happen or not.<br/><br/>As Jasper and Ruby disappeared to grab everyone's sleeping arrangements and the rest of the family seemed to mingle amongst themselves, Pearl decided to take the opportunity to scoot down and sit with Blue. She had a faint blush on her cheeks and held her beer bottle neck with two nervous hands as she smiled at the woman. There was a calm air about her, much like the dancer had realized with Sapphire; they seemed to be the two women Pearl could manage talking to without spiraling into whatever robotic mode this morning was.<br/><br/>"So what was Jasper like when she was younger? I imagine she was probably quite the handful. I assure you she still is." Pearl chuckled and just started firing off question after question, bradding the woman with curiosities that Jasper had either refused to tell her or never got the chance. "What was she like in school? When did she develop such a love for strength training and boxing in general? When did she start getting so large?" Pearl caught herself rambling and paused, murmuring an apology, but she still ended up asking a few more questions, her fingers thoughtfully stroking the rim of her bottle as she started asking the things that really bothered her. "That anger of hers... can be frightening. I saw it once, briefly." Pearl recalled the way Jasper had come barreling out of the house, nearly crushing Shay's neck in her grasp as she screamed at her, and then with that storm still brewing in her eyes, she'd turned to Pearl and made that threat that still shook her very being. She had every faith Jasper wouldn't turn abusive or anything, but just seeing that level of rage in someone really frightened her. "How do you... stop her from being angry?<i>Why</i>is she so angry? And how, er, why is she and Yellow so... distant?" Though she could kind of see why. She caught Yellow's eyes judging her after her little performance and it was one of the reasons she'd tried slinking away.<br/><br/>Pearl shivered softly and realized she'd only been asking questions about Jasper. Every mother wanted to coo over their children, surely, but she'd just met this woman and so far all of Jasper's family looked like they had interesting stories to tell. She glanced up and looked at Blue, smiling softly. "To have raised three beautiful kids... you must be very proud. How'd you do it? I mean... If I, ah... If I couldn't have kids, I'd be too devastated to ever even consider adopting for the longest time." Her smile shifted sad, but she pressed the conversation anyway, or at least tried to when she felt the mood in the air suddenly change. By the time her eyes glanced over to the other side of her, Yellow had occupied the space beside her that was once free. Pearl immediately froze.<br/><br/>"It wasn't easy..." Yellow started, noticing the smaller woman's unease as she backed off a little and raised a brow. "Blue and I started a business together, but we still felt something was... missing in our lives. That's where our 3 children came in." Yellow reached past Pearl, across the back of the sofa to softly stroke at Blue's shoulder. "Blue stepped down from work to take care of the children, so every kind and amazing thing you see reflected in our children was thanks to their mother." Yellow smiled kindly at her lover and the expression shocked Pearl out of her frozen state, melting her just a little bit and allowing her to ease into the couch. The feeling didn't last long, though, as Yellow's eyes fell to Pearl and the older woman watched as her daughter's lover slowly turned into an iceburg once more. "Dear. I don't bite, you can stop that foolishness." She cocked her head to the side and gave a half smile. "My granddaughter thinks very highly of you. She even told me--gushed, really--over how you have taught her so much. I didn't realize you were the teacher she had been telling me about for the past several months."<br/><br/>Pearl gave a curt nod, already staring at her beer bottle again as Yellow tried warming up to her. She appreciated it and did take notice, but the woman's aura was just to damn strong for Pearl and being surrounded by both parents was driving the dancer insane. So when Jasper came back and announced that dinner was gonna start being made, Pearl hopped up from the couch immediately and made a beeline for the kitchen, discarding her 2nd empty beer in the bin on the way. "H-How can I help, Mi-- ah, Peridot?" She flushed and sighed, feeling a little silly. Everyone meant well here, there was nothing to get antsy over.