Emma nods as her very large order for breakfast is taken.<span style="color: blue"> "Yah! Cram..s'good."</span>she turns from Darion, as he's yet to answer her and turns her attentions to Fanya.<br/><br/>She saunters over, her painfully thin hips swaying from side to side.<span style="color: blue"> "One of the girls?" </span>She grins ,<span style="color: blue">"OHHH!"</span>she turns her head to Loretta, and chuckles<span style="color: blue">"Paintie-pants is 'one of the girls' now." </span>Emma gives Fanya a colossal-shit-eating grin.<span style="color: blue">"SO! As one of the girls..you should...dish about your exploits last night. I doubt somehow it was a 'quiet' night in the ol' Fanya suite."</span>Emma sits across from Fanya and puts her boots up on the table.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>