"Yeah, I'm Emma and thanks." She grinned at the little girl, trying to resist the urge to ruffle her hair. "If your dad says yes, maybe I could give you a bit of colour." She wrinkled her nose, grinning at George.
She pinked a bit at the idea that he'd sent a gift. "You don't need to do that, you know. You're already taking me to breakfast, yeah? Hope your owl likes cats and dogs a bit while it waits," she grinned again.
Looking over at Natalie, she mused, "I'm not sure what I'm wanting this morning. What're you thinking of having?"