Flat above Caritas: Friday Morning before classes...

[karaoke_lizard]

Lorne sits back in his chair as his make up girl works on his face for today's class. All those harsh lights take their toll on a demon's complexion so some minor enhancements should be made. He goes over the music for the show and also starts drinking his usual breakfast

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[carbontelepath]

Emma walked in, looking very much like she'd just got out of bed and hadn't bothered getting dressed. "You know what? I've changed my mind." She looked at the sea breeze. "Oh. Alcohol. How clever!"

[karaoke_lizard]

Lorne started pouring Emma drink. "Changed your mind? Oh, Emmy! You can't! What will the children thing? They'll be so disappointed."

[carbontelepath]

Emma paused. "You think so?" It made sense, who wouldn't want to be judged by someone with such fabulous taste as Emma?

[karaoke_lizard]

"Absolutely! You might as well tell them that Christmas has been cancelled," Lorne said while handing her a drink. "Do you want to crush their hearts? Their dreams? Their grade point average?"

[mouthy_merc]

Wade? Not one for makeup, but he did have this sixth sense when it came to booze.

And getting shot. Very easy for him to pick up on getting shot, with all that blood and all...

"Alcohol? This early in the morning? For shame!"

[carbontelepath]

"...What are you doing here?" Emma gave him a surprised look.

[mouthy_merc]

"I'm stalking you. Your face, it haunts my dreams," Wade said, batting his eyes at her from behind the mask.

"I'm judging children today. In that critical 'boy are they gonna need therapy' sort of way."

[carbontelepath]

Emma stared. "You'll be judging the children with me? I think I might need more alcohol. Stat."