Emily looked up at him somewhat enraged at his indifference towards her. Were all people in the music business this heartless, she knew now more than ever a solo career was out for her. She would need other people around to support her if the people in the music industry were like him. Before she could retort she noticed something. She was crying and yet...she didn't hear the distinct sound of rain hitting the windows. She turned to make sure and sure enough it wasn't raining. 'It's not possible,' Emily thought.
Her tears had stopped and she stared out the window in wonder. Normally if she had realized a way to control her power she'd be overjoyed. But she hadn't done anything, it should be raining, what was different. She turned and glanced back at Johnny a little confused, 'Could he be the reason? Is he making my powers not work?' She glanced back out the window in confusion before turning around to face him arms crossed. She wasn't upset, just curious. "Yeah, it's okay I don't need any tissues. Sorry about that, it's just a touchy subject, that I can't ever really be in a relationship. Not because I'm damaged or heartbroken or anything it's just...I have this...special skill that makes it...not impossible...just not for the best." She twirled her hair as se decided to just ask the question that was hanging on the tip of her tongue, "So...do you have any...special skill. Something no one else can do?" She knew he'd probably think she was crazier than he probably already thought she was but nothing ventured nothing gained. Who knows? Maybe he could be the key to helping her control her powers finally. Maybe she could find love some day.