Emma had been painting. Yes, actually painting, and only realised she was thirsty when she'd finished the piece she was working on. Setting her brushes in the cleaning solution she wibbled for a few minutes, then gave up and grabbed her door key and headed for the Mocha. Once there her paint spattered self headed straight for the counter, and she ordered a large hot chocolate with everything, and a cranberry muffin. Then she looked round for somewhere to sit.