NINA: *giggles and gives Richard a wineglass* Here ya go . . . oh, I know what we can do! *jumps to her feet, sways dangerously, and then rights herself* There's an empty bedroom we can use!! ((*snort* HOW many do we have now?))
EMMY: *is dazed and confused from being dragged over* Hi Richard. Hi Evan. Hi Nina. Bye Richard. Bye Evan. Bye Nina. *skips over to Wilson* Yeah. You look a lot shorter in real life. Why is that? Did you shrink or something? *shrugs and skips over to Evan and Molly* Aww! Poor Molly is sick! You better take care of her Evan!
MOLLY: *comes to slightly and sees Emmy* Huh? *cuddles up to Evan* Back off sweetie, he's already claimed.
RICHARD: Well, they should have. (((Okay, just so you know, the Richard in my head totally just said "Wanna fuck?" and you totally just bitchslapped him to hell. It was really, really funny and a total "GO EMMY!" moment, but that's really not where I want to go with this . . . just thought it might amuse you.))) So . . . what's your name, babe?
EVAN: *giggles* Yeah . . . dry ones are just so . . . dry. *his eyes get that funky shine in them*