I heard some mumbling in the background and then Emma shouted, “I’ll be out soon.” Emma’s quiet voice returned, “I have to go, was that good...for you?” “It was, thank you Emma, you have been a good girl and good girls are always rewarded.” “Thank you Master. I’m so glad that I have pleased you. I really am.” Her words were genuine, thoughtful and so nice to hear. Throughout the whole of Friday, we chatted about what happened the night before, how we got so much closer to reality and further away. She didn't want to speak openly in the presence of a strange male cab driver, or even telepathically with someone she barely knew. She mostly answered in single word responses, which frustrated Alex. But it was clear where her motivation lay, as her eyes would flicker to the driver whenever Alex asked something, so he didn't take it too personally.However, she began responding more fully in the elevator, and now that they were inside the expansive apartment, she opened up, taking off her. I knew about this meeting, as the Principal had called to ask Mom to ask me whether I wanted the soccer team to be 'invited' too. I easily said "No" to that. My soccer teammates were the opposite of the football jocks. I wish I'd been there to see the football players' meeting though, as I would've REALLY enjoyed it.^One meeting that I didn't know about at the time happened the Friday morning after "The Annette Neumeyer Incident". After my little bombshell to the detectives on Thursday evening. “God, you wrote a lot!”> > : “What can I say, you inspire me. Both You/Niki, and You/You!”“I dunno if this is smart, what if they get mad. I mean, I know I’m in my room, but some people are weird about privacy> > : “You said they’d seen you already, right? Like coming out of the shower or bathroom once or twice?“Yeah, Talia lied, not wanting to contradict herself. There was no way she could tell him that it was her brother he was threatening to have her flash and not just a roommate.> > :.