"Oh it's too much. You've filled the glass." She had never had champagne before and as she held the glass, the bubbles went up her nose. Emma had already been giggling because she was feeling so ecstatic about everything that was happening to her all of a sudden from her dull and dreary life as a student. Though that was not quite true as she loved her music, especially playing the cello and keyboards. "if I drink all of this, I'm sure I will not be able to work at all today." Maybe none was planned for her. There had been no mention of doing a photoshoot. More likely she guessed they would have some kind of induction course for her.<br/><br/>"Tastes more like soda to me. Only a bit more sour." She took one gulp from her flute glass then another one. She was quite disappointed really. It did seem more like some unflavored sparkling water that needed at least a slice of lemon.  Champagne was supposed to be an experience for all five sensory faculties. But for Emma they were all combined into one. It wasn't long after her first taste, that she started to feel a little queasy as she began to be a bit dazed by the time Ross brought her the food. "Looks a lovely piece of steak, Mr Wilkes. It's nice and raw too, just as I like it."<br/><br/>The flavour suited her palate too. The 18 year old teen was really enjoying the meal despite the effects of whatever Ross used to spike her drink. But she was completely unaware of that as she heartily ate whatever was on her plate. As she finished, she took one last swig of the champagne and emptied the glass. Her eyes by this time were becoming heavier and heavier and a couple of times she almost nodded off. "Think I may be ready now. The food was lovely." There was a slight slur in her speech as she focused on the photographer in front of her, who was started to look double.