Nyra noticed Emmett's return. She rolled her eyes as she saw the beer. Why was he always drinking? She shook off the thought and walked up to the doorway to his office, knocking on the open door. "Um, Emmett? I was wondering if I could get some information from the case you just went to. I have to put them in the records." Nyra leaned against the door. "I know it is a party, but I just want to get it and be done before hand. Before you forget to."