Brendon looked over at Emera in suprises giving a shushing motion. He walked a few feet away from the cart and began quietly talking to  her.<br/><br/>"Listen- theres somthing off with that girl..I can't put my finger on it.." he looked over at the cart,  his hand on his chin. "She's judging everyone for staring at her- while she dresses like that?...I'm not the only one who see's whats wrong right?"