Emily felt really disappointed when Dasha left her. She had expect to spend some time with the other woman and find out whether or not she would like being with another woman. And, in the back of her mind, there was also the idea of checking if she was of any interest. In times like these, everyone could be interesting. Putting all these inner talks aside, the British girl let out a sigh and went into her fellow agent's room.<br/><br/>She sat with him for a while for a seemingly normal and harmless conversation. As she asked how he felt and other random questions, they exchanged, in writing, much more important information.<br/><br/>After a while talking and making sure the paper used had been completely destroyed, the girl wished her "patient" a good night and went in her room. Getting off her nice clothes, Emily changed them for a little blue nightgown and turned on the heat. She sat on her bed brushing her hair to go to sleep when she heard the knocking on the door.<br/><br/>Curious, she peeped out the keyhole, before finally opening the door and standing there. She looked Dasha up and down, before showing a bit of a shy smile. "I... I'm happy it is nothing serious. I... I think I am up for it. In your room or mine?", Emily asked, her hand on the doorknob in a relaxed way, as though she was getting ready to open the door. There was nothing in that room that could link her to the Secret Service, anyway, so she didn't have a problem in letting the Russian girl in.<br/><br/>And maybe, after the other woman relaxed, she could place a few questions here and there and figure out if she could be of any use.