[ emma tosses a flat look his way as she takes her plate to the counter. ]

I told you you wouldn't be seein' me much impaired tonight. I probably needed to eat, was all.

[ she hadn't been the same kind of drunk like that last time in the saloon, fortunately, and she at least has the coordination to start cleaning up after her meal. ]

Put this up, would you?

[ she glances back at him, a tiny twitch at her lips as she gestures to one of the pans. ]

Might as well earn your keep with some of that reach of yours.