Emma looked down at the movado watch on her slender wrist and read the time. "Well, it's hardly time for dinner." She said looking up at Steve with an eyebrow raised. Never the less, she leaned on the button of the communicator to Tony's other secretary and spoke to her. "Sue, can you tell Tony I'm going to lunch... and I probably won't be back for the rest of the day." she said with a smirk, staring at Steve. She hadn't taken her eyes off him. "No problem, Emm." Came the voice over the intercom.
With that, Emma went around to her desk, slung her purse over her shoulder and began typing away at her computer a moment. "How next thursday, same time, for the reschedule?" she asked looking over at Steve once more.