His joke gets a single, polite laugh. "That's Friday nights," she notes with a smile.

Emma notices his glance around and makes note of it, but she doesn't blame him. After the life she's lived she too checks every room for hidden monsters. When his hand is held out she shakes it firmly, like a businessperson. She points to a pair of overstuffed chairs across from her desk as she says, "Please have a seat. It's a pleasure to meet you."

With that said she takes her seat behind the desk and pulls up her notes on her PADD. "If I start typing please don't take offence. I'm simply making session notes."