[That is not the reaction or answer Emily is looking for. She narrows her eyes at the woman.] Don't you know you're not supposed to laugh at crazies? If I were really Kuchisake Onna, you'd be fucking dead right now.

[But this is obviously not Rhys, so Emily sighs and relaxes a little, pulling off her mask. She doesn't look pretty under there (that's 100% part of the trick), but whatever. She's too busy being mad at Rhys to be properly mad at this lady.]

I have business with that asshole. He's such a wimp, he'll probably shit his pants when he sees me in this getup.

[Damn that'll be funny.]