"Absolutely, and I have to tell you some stuff, when we get a chance, you are not going to believe!" Emma grinned and, ignoring the boy making what she privately termed 'dopey-drawers eyes' at her, leaned in to Amarie, "So, these claws and swords, are they any good or do we not know yet?"
Emma had seen a bar on the way in, and several other drink stands dotted about the place. So it was easy to head for one of them.