"I suppose it is, yes." Emma replied. She dashed some imagined specs of dirt off of her sleeve so as not to have make eye contact with him any longer, and then glanced ahead. It looked like all of Kitty's guests were being rounded up to be escorted through more quickly.
"Shall we go join the others, then? I'm in a great deal of a rush to find somewhere to sit and sip on cocktails while you all make fools of yourselves."