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?

Comments

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Ahhh... I don't know who Luke is.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

You...

Oh, of course not! You said you were from when we just arrived in Misthallery. Well then, Luke is a young boy who stays with me as an apprentice. He's really no bother.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Ahh... yeah, that's okay.

[Scratching at the back of her neck again, Clive glances up at him.]

Show me the way?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Follow me then, Clive. Or should I refer to you as Emmy?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...Emmy in public. But... Clive is fine, if it's just us.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

I see.

Very well, this will certainly prove to be interesting.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...interesting, professor? How so?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Never mind. [Pets Clive's head.] We're here, regardless.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[Headpats... Clive flushes, following Monocle in.]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Welcome to my room, it appears that Luke isn't around right now.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[Nodding, Clive moves to sit on the bed.]

Ah... when you say I can stay with you... you have another room, then? I mean, there's only one bed.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Why do they keep having a problem with this?]

Well, we could easily obtain another if you'd feel more comfortable that way.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Ah... well, it's okay... I just didn't think that you'd want to-- I mean, what would your apprentice thing?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

He's not here right now, is he?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

I--

Are you... suggesting using the bed now?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

That would be quite vulgar, Clive.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Well, it's just that you said about... your apprentice not being here now. As for why it's okay. But if the bed isn't being used now then why would that matter?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Frowns.]

I suppose that it wouldn't.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

So, uh, I probably ought to. Have another bed, that is.

[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.

[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.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

All right then.

[Smiles to himself, heading for the door.]

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[She follows, watching Monocle all the while.]