Luxury Suite at the Roosevelt Hotel -- Emma's Manhattan -- Late Late Thursday Night

[icecoldfrost]

When they got back to the hotel, Emma was positively giddy. She'd gotten them two-bedroom luxury suites at the Roosevelt Hotel, and ordered up oodles of desserts and drinks from room service.

"Now that is what I call a party," she laughed, popping open a bottle of champagne. "Here's to us, gentlemen."

[OOC: LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE BOYS! Post One | Post Two | Post Three | Post Four.]

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[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

It was a valid point, and George might consider that a little bit.

"She'll know it anyway," he decided. "She's a Terrier. Tisn' somethin' th'lass'll miss." He shrugged. "Hopefully she'll get distracted."

[icecoldfrost]

Emma grinned sharply. "I'll take her shopping."

That would distract Beka plenty.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George snickered, ducking his head. "Oh, aye, 'm sure I can see her bein' completely distracted."

[icecoldfrost]

She laughed at the mental image of Beka on Fifth Avenue and held out her hand, making a 'gimmie' gesture at him. "Now give us the loot, darling. I can't split it up for us if you keep the whole bag."

He probably already helped himself; Emma would have, in his place, but she did need to count some out for Jono and Jack.