Emma and Justin and Open
After clearing her throat dramatically, Emma solemnly repeated the oath. "I hope there aren't any people younger than sixteen here," she said melodramatically, not bothering to lower her voice. "They tend to ruin things. Everything, really." She was doing the best she could to seperate herself from everybody else. Being the center of attention was crucial. Recalling that fact, she carelessly put out her cigarette on the bottom of her boot. When she flicked it away, it was charmed to disappear.
Emma looked around at the carefully decorated room of requirement. "So, you came up with the oath, the password and all of these lovely decorations? My, my, that's an impressive feat."
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