Emily looked up to a girl holding a knife, yelling at her. She blinked. Well, she couldn't really expect much. Of course she'd be suspect. She took in a deep breath and then released it, producing something akin to a hissing sound. She smiled and waved at the dark haired girl. [b]"Well, hello."[/b] She yelled back as she got closer. She stopped just a few feet from her and smiled, rocking back on forth on her heels. 

[b]"Hey. I'm Emily. I'm looking for the owner of this flyer."[/b] She told the girl, handing her the flyer. [i]God, I hope this isn't a freaking scam.[/i] She thought inwardly, trying her best not to show it on her face. Her face held the warm smile calmly as she looked toward the girl. She couldn't be much older than Emily if at all. With her camera still on, she turned to look at the warehouse and walked over. Smiling, she lifted her camera once again and took a shot of the warehouse. She looked down to see what she'd gotten. Eh, not bad. The lighting was pretty good.