Emma watched the events between Fanya and Jynx unfold, she cringed as Jynx clocked the painted woman. When Becca walked in, she felt her blood pressure rise even more. She was on edge. "Crazy' was a plane of existence that Emma was the 'god emperor' of, but these three gave her a run for her money.  She wants to speak up, say something, help Jynx..help Becca..fuck..help Fanya even.  This was uncomfortable- even for a drama queen like Emma. She bites her tongue as the back and forth between the two goes on.<br/><br/>She hated to watch the two of them bicker and argue over who fucked who, the only point she'd made earlier was that the truth should come to Jynx via Becca, not from making bedroom eyes with Fanya.   Emma opens her mouth to speak , but as she does so, Loretta, Black Tony and Darion file in.  If she said something now she'd just embarrass the pair and make things worse. She slowly walks towards the pair, and crosses her arms . She talks quietly, she doesn't want to interfere, but ...everything in Emma ached for the two.<span style="color: blue"> "Can I talk to you two after all this goes down?"  </span>Shes calm, collected, and tries to keep her head.<br/><br/><br/>Even though she was a victim of circumstance, she had done some pretty horrible things in her life - THIS- was her atonement, she decided that very second. She'd be -damned- if Becca and Jynx didn't get the chance they rightfully deserved...and clearly they felt something for one another , as no one would simply 'choose' something so complex.  Emma had an idea, and while it was a long shot...maybe it would help.  Truth be told , Emma was a softie at heart..there was just a gigantic layer of 'asshole' to hide it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>