Once in the kitchen, Emma started to look through the cabinets for supplies to make pancakes.  She saw Melissa leave and heard the van pull away, knowing that she was now truly alone with Elliott.  Turning to look at Elliott, she stopped what she was doing and walked closer to him.  Smiling, she laid a hand on his cheek and leaned over kissing him on the lips gently.  Wondering if she had gone too far, she pulled back to stare into his eyes.  "So... do you really want pancakes?" Emma asked, trailing a finger down his chest.