Blaire: *rubs her head, still sleepwalkingg, and goes back to the couch, laying down and snores lightly*
Emmalyn: sits in the bed in her room. "Kind of bland." Gets up and uses some left over paint and draws a scene on the wall.
Jack: -ignores the question, taking a drag of his cigar- Now Dev... You like me don't you? -circles around her, putting the cigar ever so close to her neck- I like to think I'm an agreeable guy to worm for, no?