Sikowitz froze, his eyes widening. "A broken nail? On the eve of our 'Physicality in Menace' workshop? This is perfect! Jade, use the phantom pain! Act as if you've lost a limb! Tori, play the indifferent wind! André, give me some 'Tragedy at the Manicurist' on the keys!"
"It’s a fracture ," Jade corrected. "I was trying to open a prop locker that some idiot—probably Robbie—glued shut for his 'performance art.' It caught the edge. I felt the snap in my soul." [S3E2] Remember When Jade Broke a Nail?
Beck leaned against the stage wing, sipping water. "She’s been in mourning for twenty minutes. She already gave the nail a name. Rest in peace, Brenda." Sikowitz froze, his eyes widening
"The world is jagged," Jade began, her voice dropping an octave. "And now, so am I." "She's actually doing it," Tori whispered, impressed. This is perfect