Emerelda stood waiting for Alois by the door manor of Mr. Thomas. She felt odd sleeping in this manor with Vivian and Julius quietly wondering around, and the presence of the dead nearby. She had no choice however, and besides as much as she doesn't want to admit she was waiting for Emmett to show up.
She knows he wouldn't but she refuse to believe it.
Alois came down the stairs wearing a glamorous gold suit. A silky gold shirt tucked in black pants with bright golden shoes. He had his hair slicked back and a pie in one hand, walking down in a very unmanly way.
"Oh, my." Emerelda murmurs.
Alois grins when he stood in front of her, displaying a sort of 'yes, indeed I know I'm beautiful,' attitude. But when his eyes went up and down at Emerelda, it left his lips. "Oh no," he murmurs back.
"Look at you." They both said at the same time. One in astonishment and one in disgust.
"I beg your pardon?" Emerelda was taken back.
