Well, this is certainly odd.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[Emmy stumbles a little as she appears in the lobby - understandable, really, given that she was stepping out of the Laytonmobile just a moment before. Much as she'd been paying more attention to Layton than her surroundings, she rather doubts that they're parked in a building. After all, they were supposed to be outside Misthallery, and who would put a town inside? Other than, well. Turning on her heel, she discovers that the Laytonmobile isn't even there behind her, anyway, and she promptly wheels around in a full circle to try to get a good look at her surroundings.]

Professor Layton!?

...anyone?

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[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Then we'll get you one, the Dressingroom has a... store for that sort of thing. You can pick out one to your liking.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[She nods, looking a little awkward.]

Ahh... if we're going back out, then... I ought to put the wig back on, professor.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Dress as you feel suiting, Emmy.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Yea. She really is.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[Putting her wig firmly back in place, she ensures that it's straight and then turns back to Monocle.]

Ah... well, then. I'm ready to go.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...good.

[She runs a hand across her face, sighing faintly.]

Maybe you're right, and she would be... okay with everything, but... I don't think I can risk that.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

If that's what you think. I won't force you to see her.
But if she's okay with what I did, I'm sure she'll be okay with... this. {Gestures.}

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Well... maybe, but this is... different.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Different isn't necessarily bad.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

I know that. But... that doesn't mean I want Mother to know about this.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Like I said, I won't force you to see her. I won't tell her, either, since you seem so adamant about it.

Just know that she's here. And she loves me. And you. And our double.

{He smiles.} Look at me, I sound like a sage. {He laughs.}

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

All right then.

[Smiles to himself, heading for the door.]

[porhlayton109]

I'll never change Emmy, But when did you last see me?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah.

...I'd... rather you didn't tell our 'double', either.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[She follows, watching Monocle all the while.]

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Right before I arrived here. We'd just reached Misthallery, you see.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Oh, right, I apologize, Emmy.

Anyway, don't try and change the subject. What romantic tangles could a pretty girl like you have?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...w-well, just flings, really. I can't think of a single person that I've been with more than a few times. Though I can think of quite a few people that I've been with.

Nobody you'd know, I'm sure.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Oh is that so? Try me. Elaborate, Emmy.

[She must have been an impostor, she wasn't acting like the Emmy he encountered. And he sure as hell wanted to know what she'd say.]

You imposed on my relationship with Layton, saying we were involved, whatever that means. Now, grace me with answers.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

And what's the point of rattling off a long list of names that you won't even know, Jean? Some of them, I don't even know names for.

As for your relationship with Layton... that's different; we both know him. In my case, you don't know the men I've been with, and frankly I don't in most cases, either.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[Descole snickers at her.]

Oh Emmy. So so particular. I never would have pinned you as one to sleep around. You always said, in our minimal conversations you were a refined but strong woman.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Aah... well, you've already said that you don't think we're from the same world. Perhaps that's it. Not that I see anything unrefined or weak about choosing to indulge myself in such a manner.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

I would agree it's certainly not weak. I would know.

Emmy, Emmy. You're such a pretty girl...

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

I won't. My lips are sealed. {Lord knows he's good at keeping secrets.}

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the compliment, Jean - but what's your point?