Emily
The redhead witnessed the exchange before her with no small amount of incredulity, part of her wondering if she was having some kind of lucid dream before deciding that, short of a dream of Arcadia, a lucid dream would be this trippy. Fortunately, she was soon saved from further awkwardness by the sound of her phone going off.
"Excuse me," she said, pulling her phone out, "But I'm going to have to take this."
As she moved away, a quick glance at the call display revealed that it was Mordred calling her. Moving out of earshot, Emily picked the call up.
"Hello?" Emily started, "Mordred?"