[Blinking in surprise for a moment, Emmy promptly then makes a move to enter the cafe. It's silly being surprised that Descole would hold the door for her; after all, it was the gentlemanly thing to do! But then that line of thinking starts up those uncomfortable 'Descole = gentleman' thoughts that she hasn't entertained in a while. For good reason, too, because if she thinks about it too long the whole meeting seems so silly, but....well, the Professor isn't here any more. At least she doesn't have to explain anything to him.
There's a fairly private table over near one of the windows, and she zips over to it, helping herself to a chair and propping up her head against one hand, pleased to feel the heat dissipating from her face as she begins to calm down.]
So, what would you like to discuss with me? I take it it's more than just your prowess on the piano.
[Which was very impressive, by the way, but you're not getting any straight compliments just yet.]
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There's a fairly private table over near one of the windows, and she zips over to it, helping herself to a chair and propping up her head against one hand, pleased to feel the heat dissipating from her face as she begins to calm down.]
So, what would you like to discuss with me? I take it it's more than just your prowess on the piano.
[Which was very impressive, by the way, but you're not getting any straight compliments just yet.]