Emma set down her cucumber martini, one salon-threaded eyebrow ticking up in a show of surprise as she turned to face Hot Chocolate, her new best friend. Or rather, he would be called Hot Chocolate until he gave her a name. She hadn't expected to be tracked down and stalked tonight, as she was merely attempting to relax with a drink after a long day ruining lives and running said multi-billion dollar corporation, but perhaps it might be something of interest to her in the long run. Not like she couldn't handle herself if he tried anything funny.
"Yes? Tall, Dark, and Handsome?" she asked, with a tilt of her head and a slightly poisonous smile. "May I help you?"