joker's always wild
but I just can't smile without you
With a smile growing in amusement, Emi's dark green eyes followed the hilarious sight of her fiery haired boss being carried away over Daiko's shoulders as the boy trotted towards the doors of the bakery. She bit her lower lips to try not to laugh, her body trembling as the laughter she tried to contain on the inside desperately wanted to burst out. “Hm?" The minty haired employee returned her attention to the customer that was calling her attention to request a particular dessert, which caused a grin sliding across her face, "Oh sorry! The baker just ran out! Pfft! Ahaha!” She couldn't help but slap the table with a laugh at her pun that she thought was hilarious before muffling her laughter with a hand. That joke was too perfect not to say; a once in a lifetime joke unless Wesley happened to get kidnapped again. Of course, this was inappropriate given the current situation, but inappropriate jokes were still jokes and all jokes were funny... to her.
“Could you please meet us outside? We have a lot of catching up to do.”
Emi paused to recognize the show-time customer service voice that Wesley used and smiled with a nod of her head, "Sure thing!" Did that mean right away? Yes. Was she going to drop everything and attend to him right away? Nope. The former circus clown knew when a performance needed to be saved, so she instantly took the opportunity to do so. "Don't ya just love a meal and a show?" She exclaimed enthusiastically with a clasp of her hands together, then took a moment to draw happy faces on each of their receipts in efforts to keep the customers happy. "And what a performance that was!" She spoke in such a sophisticated tone as she laced her fingers underneath her chin with an adoring sigh.
"Welp! That's all folks!" Just as quickly as she had summoned it on her face, Emi suddenly dropped her act and grinned sheepishly as she flung her apron off and quickly dashed out the door. Digging her hands in her pockets, Emi pulled out her hands already wearing her orange gloves with the brass knuckles in place. While Wesley was giving Daiko an earful of his angry rants, the minty haired thief noticed the other members of the mafia grabbing onto Daiko's shoulder, about to give him trouble. “Ya know.. One day we’re all gonna look back on this and laugh!” Emi exclaimed out loud, trying to command the attention of the mob. “Why not start right now? Hahaha!” With that, Emi unleashed her laughing spell onto everyone in the area outside, hoping to temporarily disable the mob from hurting Daiko.
In a swift, fluid motion, the chaotic jokester used her comedic magic to pull out her joke gun from her pocket and pointed it up squarely beneath Daiko's chin. "..Drop him or Coda's gonna be the chicken pie special." She threatened darkly with a low, sultry voice as she narrowed her eyebrows over her green eyes that bore into Daiko's eyes, the daring smile slithering across her face almost seemed as if she didn't mind either outcome.