Emma yawns as she stands next to Loretta. Clearly she's also not much of a 'morning' person, and the arrival of 'ranger fuck' happy as a clam didn't really do much to improve her mood.<span style="color: blue">"Coffee. Black. Some sort of... liquor in it would be nice." </span><br/><br/>Sure it was 5am, but that never stopped her before. Besides, today was bound to be one hell of a long day.<br/><br/>Emma looks around the room, it's now populated with her 'companions'.  She opts for something simple.<span style="color: blue">"I don't suppose ...you have Eggs?"</span>Simple however is overrun by 'starving'.<span style="color: blue">" ..OOOO and juice!And something salty! CRAM! Yes! Cram! And Toast! YEAH! Toast! gotta have toast! . but Eggs mostly! I'd fuckin KILL for some eggs! " she swallows and adjusts her hair, "Figuratively speaking of course."  </span><br/>She beams and twirls sitting on the bar stool to survey the room, her mohawk limp and simply off to the right side of her shaved head.<br/><br/>Emma takes note of Fanyas new 'paintjob'. She also takes note of Becca's lingering eyes<i>on</i>Fanya.  Emma pokes Loretta in the ribs and gestures at the two and their discussion. She wasn't sure why such a silly detail sticks out in her mind.  Hell she got laid last night too- but something told her<i>this</i>might be worth paying attention to. She shrugs , and turns to Loretta. "Oatmeal? Really? Do you even have to eat like you're a million years old ? " She breaks a broad smile and elbows the ghoul playfully once more.<br/><br/>She tips her imaginary hat at Darion. "<span style="color: blue">SO...Ranger -fuck....ya get lucky?" </span>She grabs her coffee - hopefully with whiskey in it- and strolls over to Darion,<span style="color: blue"> "Ya find some poor girl shit -stupid enough ta' tongue your danglies for an hour or two? How much does somethin' like that cost? Ya see it gets kinda lonely up in that room by my self..." </span>Her grin turns wide and playful now, "<span style="color: blue">Haven't had a good 'orgy' in sometime..."<br/>
</span><br/><br/>As she is rather pleased with her self for starting shit this early in the morning, she can't help but notice Jynx is gone. She looks at Fanya and narrows her eyes.<span style="color: blue">"Wheres the kid?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>