"Let's try to get her background info" said Hardison to his beloved equipment. Ever since he saw her, her image had been sketched permanently into his mind. The more he tried to forget her, the more the image burned. Her pale skin, sapphire eyes, blonde hair and her smile. It was definitely her smile what had him hung up, but her presence was what haunted him.

"She was quirky, awkward even, but you knew she was pure -and for a thief to be pure- well that's just it, thieves aren't pure." Hardison said to himself, as he quickly typed longing to find an answer to the mystery that is Parker.