Emma: *opens eyes then goes shy* um... No ... Go .... Right... Ahead *looks down at my sketch book pretending to draw*
" Oh no I really do need help at the book store and he seems like the kind of guy who can stock shelves." She laughs a little
"Yea. I hope his parents don't find him here." She looks around as if expecting them to jump out of bush.
Emma: *blushes* thanks *flips to a real page and shows him a few* those are when I'm not ... Nervous? I'm knew here.... The names Emma.
She blushes again and looks down. " So I guess you should show him um where he needs to stay and stuff." She stops talking realizing that she is babbling