The hiccup gave Emma a start. It was endearing and quite cute. She couldn't help it as a giggle escaped her. It seemed that Emma had enough to drink to cause herself to loosen up just a tiny bit. "I suppose zhat iz true," Emma replied when her giggles had ceased. A good drink went a long way in her opinion...
Of course, it had also gone a long way towards getting her into trouble back in France, but she pushed those thoughts from her mind.
Emma's eyebrow went up when Ari cooed at her simple spell. Was she being sarcastic? Making fun of her? It seemed not. But why would a sixth year be at all impressed by such a simple spell? "Something interesting about zee light?" she asked.
Her brow creased in skepticism as she regarded Ari. She was about as sober as a French bum at dawn on Sunday. Though, she doubted Ari had any real interest in leading her astray.
"Do you often crawl into other girl's beds when you 'ave too much of zee whiskey?" Emma asked in a flirtatious tone, matching Ari's bold gesture with her own. Emma figured it might help her fantasy if Ari played along.
Propping herself on her elbow, the blanket slid off to reveal Emma's bare shoulders and the top of her camisole. The neckline dipped to show just a hint of her pale skin and dip into her cleavage.
Emma shrugged coyly. "I am still getting used to things as I am new like you," Emma replied. For now, she decided to leave off any explaination was she was so much less adventurous than normal. "I saw you dancing," Emma said with a smirk. "Tres bon."