Lara noticed Alex perk up a bit at the mention of the Swords. He'd heard of the Swords, but had believed them to be a myth. *But then,* Lara thought, *Alex believed the All Seeing Eye to be a myth.*
"Lady Croft, can you tell us a bit about these Swords?" someone called.
Lara sighed. "Back, when France was a medieval country, a King ordered Swords made for his soldiers. For his knights, the swords were inlaid with a type of precious gem - ruby, amethyst, diamond, emerald, sapphire and topaz," Lara nodded, ticking off the gems with her fingers.
Finally, after listen to Alex West boast about himself for another 47 minutes and 39 seconds, the conference ended and Lara was free to go.
Lara walked briskly through the halls of the offices, planning to get the hell out of dodge as fast as she could.
But Alex West managed to cut off her escape route. "C'mon, Lara. What was all that about. I thought we were friends now?"
Lara rolled her eyes. "It doesn't matter about now; reality is that you signed up with the bad guys and you stole my prayer wheels."
"Lara, not those same damned prayer wheels," Alex threw up his hands. "They didn't even sell for that much!"
"It's not the money, Alex, and you know it," Lara nodded at him and pushed past him.
"C'mon, Lars. One more chance," he pleaded, at the top of the stairs. "Third time lucky."
Lara sighed. "Fine. Third time better be lucky or you'll wish you'd never seen me or those bloody prayer wheels."
Alex held up his hands in mock protest, Lara just raised her eyebrows and left.