Re: Food tables and bar
After Piper had made her escape from the conversation he'd been drawn into, Emerson had weaseled his way out of it too by assuring the others that he had to make sure she wasn't getting into trouble. Which was partially true, as much as he hoped she could take care of herself. He wanted to make sure she was alright, color him slightly paranoid after the vague hints he had about that night at Sinsations.
Still, there was always time for a quick drink. Ordering a whiskey on the rocks, Emerson leaned against the bar, reveling in the break from socializing if only for a moment.