Emma glanced down, and then toward the cook so much like the guy at the front desk, He still wasn't any help. "Probably? I don't know if there's somebody you should talk to, or if you can just start helping out or what. Sorry. I've only been here a few days. I just had to do something, and I wasn't sleeping last night, so I came down here and started cooking. I'm still kind of expecting somebody to kick me out any minute now."