Emma looked up at Syrisa and couldn't help but smile as she reached out to grab her plate, allowing her fingertips to just barely graze over the little mageling's,"Thank you, Syrisa...I...I'm lucky that you decided to chose me to be your bodyguard."<br/><br/>She then took the plate and sat back down. She looked around at all the amazing food and didn't think about what to get...it was more about on where to start! It all looked so good and so tempting. But, not as tempting as that special area between Syrisa's lovely thighs. She giggled as she pulled out two little quails and used the wooden salad spoon to put some of it on her plate. The spaghetti would be last.<br/><br/>She looked back up at the suddenly stunning Syrisa. Emma had to admit, combined with her new found fondness for her...the brilliant mage looked gorgeous in the candlelight and under the aftereffects of love making. She was certainly pleasing to any love-struck eye. The blonde Amazonian blushed a bit before looking back down at her food. She thought for a moment and looked to the wine bucket.<br/><br/>She grinned as she took hold of the bottle and opened it,"I think a toast would be lovely around this time, gorgeous. Any suggestions to what we should toast to?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>