Emma looked up when a shadow fell across the table, eyes slightly wide as she smiled, just a bit nervously. "Oi. Hi. You're Isaac, then? I'm Emma." She stuck one hand across the table, holding it out to him. Never let it be said that she wasn't polite, or as proper as she might manage. And it gave her something to do other than being nervous and start babbling, which she was fairly certain she was about to do, any moment now.
"So. We're here, and in person, and not on the journals any more. Have you been looking into things?" She drew her feet up to sit cross legged on her chair.