[color=darkturquoise]"Calm down, won't ya?"[/color] Emily replied to Lana's query of what was holding her back from meeting her downstairs. She kept her voice completely calm other than screaming back. [color=darkturquoise]"Little red riding hood here has taken to steal Sleeping Beauty's role."[/color] she turns to Jordan, [color=darkturquoise]"You're pretty but I don't think you quite have the right face for sleeping beauty, or the voice, or the height, quite frankly. Stick to your own story,"[/color] she then turns back to Lana. [color=darkturquoise]"As for looking like shit, you should see us when we go full out, besides, I still look [I]amazing[/I]."[/color]

At Jordan's comment Emily chuckled. [color=darkturquoise]"That's a nice dream, shorty, but you know you need to be strong enough to [I]lift[/I] the hammer before you beat me with it."[/color] At her next question Emily couldn't help but chuckle again. She was like a child, not that Emily had any experience with children. She wasn't the type people would trust with their kids, not that any of her friends had any. [color=darkturquoise]"Psh, sleep is for the weak, you can sleep when you're dead, We're on an adventure around the country!"[/color] she stays silent for the moment, the tiredness from the early wake after a long night kicking in. [color=darkturquoise]"we can sleep on the bus. Take us away Lana,"[/color] she finishes, taking no action to remove Jordan from her hand. Partially in fear she'll sit down and go back to sleep on her couch, partially because she couldn't be bothered and partially because it was somehow almost comfortable, comforting even.