"Sure thing." Emily flicked her wrist, returning her wand back into its holster. No wand. Should be interesting. "How do you do it though?... with your mind?" She couldn't figure it out, she could think... she knew that she didn't want Izzy in there, not because she had anything against Izzy, just that she had a thing against anyone messing about in her mind, but she could never just... push them out.

Turning on the tap, Emily washed her hands. Call it what you want, she wasn't OCD or anything, she just liked having clean, non-sweaty hands.
"You... dated?" Yeah that was surprising. Turning back to Izzy, she noticed she didn't look particularly happy. Of course. They weren't dating any more.. maybe it ended badly?
"I'm sorry... it's none of my business."
Not her business at all. Emily metally kicked herself for asking in the first place.