"Well, I do not think the food here is quite up to par yet, seeing as the kitchen is not fully operational," she said. "Would you perhaps like to go out to dinner?" she asked, smiling over at him. Get Scott Summers out of the mansion for a couple of hours, what a concept.
What Emma wouldn't give to have the power to help him see without those glasses. She wished she was powerful enough to see his eyes. Emma rose gracefully from the guest chair, looking down at him, waiting for an answer.