Baroque Cabs, Rose Quartz, Are you being Sardonyx?, Ocean Jasper

It was a dark and stormy night. A bad night to be out in it. But I drive a cab. So I’m out in it. I spend all my money on ornate 17th century art and then decorate my vehicle with it. I’m a baroque cab. I have so much stuff, I only have room for me and one passenger. I’m a “two-hole” cab. C’mon on all you Uber dudes, I’d like to see you make puns like that. I look out the window and see this dame I know. Rose Quartz is her name. She’s a one-of-a-kind. She’s soaking …