Emily sat at the bar on the other side of the restaurant. "Hey kid, aren't you a little young to be drinking this stuff?" the bartender, a pumpkinmon, motioned to Emily's drink.
"Huh? Oh, don't worry. I just want a non-alcoholic margarita." Emily pointed to a bottle of margarita mix on the counter.
"Good choice kid. I thought, maybe you'd bring out a fake ID or something and try to pass off as 21."
"No way! I'm only 15!" Emily pulled out her wallet and showed the bartender her ID.
"Nice picture," he handed her back the ID.
"Thanks. You get used to having your picture taken after a while."
"Why? You have a job part time?"
"No. Permanently."
"What do you do?"
"I'm a rock star for the band GQ."
"Never heard of them."
"I don't think anyone here has. I'm not from around here."
"Really. Where from?"
"This place called Earth."
"Earth. Huh? I'll have to go there on vacation sometime."
:I don't think you'd want to go there. It's not that great. I just live there because I have to. I came here by 'accident' you might say."
"Not that great huh? Why not?"
"Well, the O zone layer- this special layer of gasses we have around the Earth to protect us from the sun's rays- it's deteriorating because of pollution."
"What's pollution?"
"Here, I'll show you." Emily took the napkin she had under her glass, crumpled it up, and threw it on the ground. Then she took a cherry from behind the counter, ate it, and threw the stem on the ground. "You see that? See how messy it looks? Well, imagine if the whole floor was covered in stuff like that, and all of the woods outside too."
The bartender made a face, "It would smell pretty bad too."
"Yeah, it would. And pretty soon, all the chemicals in it would go up and start killing trees and stuff. That's what it does on Earth. And it also goes up and eats holes in the O zone layer."
"Geeze. Sounds like a big mess!"
"It is! Well, I mean, it's not all bad. There are some places there that don't have pollution. And we're trying to stop doing stuff like what I did." Emily picked up the cherry stem and her napkin and threw them away.
"Well, good luck, kid. I hope you solve your problems." The bartender walked to the other side or the bar to help some more customers.
"You have no idea." Emily muttered. Behind her, she thought she heard the elevator open, and Tai and Matt get out with their digimon. TK was gushing about how he hoped the food would be good.
Emily looked at the clock on the wall. It said 4:57. She sighed and opened up her guitar case to check and make sure everything was there. She reached her hand inside of her guitar and pulled out her transformation card, a picture of her band GQ, a picture of Queen Laurence, and some newspaper clippings. The head lines read "Mysterious Teen Trio Saves Shopping Center From Criminal Master Mind!", "Super Heroines Go Public.", "Gold Card, CATastrophe, and Madame Medusa Save City From Crazed Lunatic.", and "UFO Spotted Over Heighten View Terrace!".
She heard the elevator open again and heard Sora, Mimi, Izzy, Kari and their digimon get out. One by one, they all sat down at an extremely large table. Then she heard Joe, Gomamon, and Candymon come. She sighed and put everything back in her guitar case. She heard Sora say, "Have any of you seen Emily?"
"I thought she was with you," Tai said, "Candymon, do you know where she is?"
"Not a clue, but I'm saving her a spot."
"I don't think we should order until she gets here," said Matt, "It's rude."
"Aw come on! I'm hungry!" whined TK.
"No TK! It's rude not to wait for someone to come before you order." Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Well, I guess I shouldn't keep them waiting." Emily took a deep breath and picked up her guitar case. The bartender waved to her as she left. She waved back. She could only pray that she could say what she had to.