With her bag in tow, Emma walked along with her friend chatting away about this and that. It was always so refreshing taking to a human after being at the computer for hours on end.
Emma hardly paid any attention to the guy who had bumped into her friend, apart from thinking it was rude that he hadn't said 'excuse me' but then again what could she expect from New York? She thought momentarily about things she had heard about Southerners and how polite they supposed were. She made a mental note to go down south sometime and find out for herself. She leaned against the bar, bag still over her shoulder so as not to lose it.