She wasn't at all surprised. It was expected, of course. Astoria was quite passionate and Emma didn't mind hearing about her adventures, though, she preferred not to think about the details of the situation. It would just cause a panic attack and having a panic attack at a party was not exactly the 'thing' to do. She just nodded. "I'm sure it was... well, whatever it is it's supposed to be," she murmured, sometimes wishing she was a little more normal. But, no. No. It wasn't at all what she wanted. The sex. Ick.
"Could you tell," she said, uninterested and really unimpressed with the people she'd encountered. Her eyes narrowed slightly at the bloke who was still staring at her. He quickly looked away and she glanced back at her friend. "Are they always so... forward?" she asked, flatly. "The staring is rather inappropriate."