Her smile filled out as he offered his hand. Stepping up to the edge of his table, she took it and gave it a firm squeeze. “Emily,” she answered, unbothered. In other circumstances, her smile might've softened at the mention of her boyfriend, but she kept her face neutrally pleasant as she nodded in confirmation. She was still trying to get a read on Markus. “It's fine, that was a weird party. I'm... surprised to see you here after all that.” She smirked slightly, tilting her head and lifting her eyebrow slightly.
Now that she knew Markus knew Max, Emily thought back to the times she'd practiced some theory-crafting with the werewolf. He couldn't activate anything he'd written, but if Markus asked, if they needed to maintain the facade, she knew what he kind of spells he favored.