All of these flowers make me realize how used to Los Angeles' air I was.
Where's good ol' smog when you need it?
I'm going to run out of tissues at this rate.
Well, anyway.. I'm gonna head to the bar, see if I can find a job or something. Trucy, keep an eye on the Agency until I come back, alright? And keep Mr. Justice out of trouble.
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You don't have to go home but you can't stay here. )
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She took a deep breath, closing her eyes some as started singing Why don't you do Right slowly, similar to the version Amy Irving sang in Who Framed Roger Rabbit. Though she was pretty oblivious to her surroundings...keeping her eyes closed through the song.]
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And... stared.
Wow... Ema had a gorgeous voice.]
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Why don't you do right...like some other men do~
[She took a small bow and stepped off stage, adjusting her blouse underneath the corset her boss made her wear. Stupid thing, it was irritating and she looked a bit frustrated as well. Thankfully that was her last set of the night and she was off.
If she wasn't wearing a black bra, she'd just take off the corset, but a white shirt would just show it off...and not in a bar of men.]
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Wow. He knew Ema could sing but.. that was amazing.
He was also reminded of the fact that he was... well.. terrible to her during the last time they spoke. He finished his drink and rose up from the bar, deciding to head into the back to see if he could catch her before she left.
He managed to get to the doorway, lingering briefly, before security threatened to kick him out.]
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