Was she one of the only people not bothered by the things in the mirror? Emma didn't think it was all that strange... or weird... or any of those other things. So with a hop and a skip, she walked to the restaurant, a vision of softness in beige and light blue. It wasn't hard to find the table, even if she hadn't met any of the others yet, but there she was!
A smile and a hand wave, and she stole a seat near the others. "Hope I'm not interrupting," she sang in apology as she sat, tucking her chair up beneath the table.
"So! Superpowers! I've been looking forward to showing everyone!" And there Emma went, sneaking a hand into her bag, pulling out a compact and brandishing it like a hero of sorts.