Emily couldn't help but be drawn to Jordan's eye not because of rare eye colour of green that tended to shift in shades depending on the surroundings but because of the purple traces that circling her right eye. Emily was still proud of that one. She had [I]definitely[/i] paid to replace all the bottles broken in the crash, [I]sure[/I]. [color=darkturquoise]"Gimme a sec,"[/color] she replies, ordering herself a coffee, and paying with one of the stolen notes, first. 

She returned back moment later, slipping back into her seat. She avoided the woman's second question, ready to come back to in a moment. [color=darkturquoise]"At this rate we're gonna be banned from every bar in New York by the end of next year. As much as I'm loving bar fighting with you here the scenery's getting boring, don't you think? Too same old, same old and most places tell us to not come back so my idea is we give them sometime... And terrorise the rest of the country instead! What do ya think?"[/color] That was when Emily's coffee appeared in front of her and without skipping a beat she pulls the flask from her handbag. She drank a decent amount out of the mug before replacing it with some of the whiskey from her flask and putting it back. [color=darkturquoise]"As for the second statement I left the house like 20 minutes ago, I don't get plastered the minute I wake up! Gimme time, I'll get there,"[/color]