She had no attachment or history or preconceived notions about Emma or Eric and in that sense it was refreshing to talk to someone with an unbiased perspective. The wine most likely was helping as well, as her tongue felt as loose as her body at the moment.

“Damn, that's cold." Robin whistled.

"We're talking about asshole men, but girls can be an entirely different level of evil when they want to be."

“True, but better she get caught before he married her." Emma stopped in mid thought to drain her glass.

"And it got him to go along with our move because life was ruined for him there in his eyes so I'll take the good with the bad."

"And something tells me a lot more good will come with this new start of yours." Emma poured them both more wine.

"You'll find the two of you getting much closer and life becoming much better."

She raised her glass and Emma lifted hers and after they toasted, the both chugged half the contents of the large glass.

“Wow, this is good," she declared.

“It is." Robin demonstrated the point by chugging the rest of hers as effortlessly as if it were water.

“Cliff says the only thing that goes down easier than this wine is me."

They stared at each other and then both burst out laughing.

“When you find a good one, take care of him." Emma declared and surprised herself by also finishing off her glass. She blinked the room spun.

"Whoa, Haven't drank like this since college." She giggled.

"I went down pretty easy then too."

"TMO is it?"

"TMI!" They both laughed again and Emma louder than the joke warranted, but it felt good to laugh. She was already feeling as if this was the right decision. Just the idea of having someone she could talk and joke with that only knew her in the now and not the past was nice.

"Well, we seem to have digressed quite a bit." Robin wiped at her eyes, which were watering from her own laughter. Her face was now close to as red as her hair, but she still seemed fairly sober.

"We were talking about me trying again with this house because I did notice the penchant for things to not seem to go well when men were in the picture. It is strange and I suppose coincidence, but sometimes I wonder. But it's not worth discussing."

“I can imagine you wouldn't want to spook anyone. My son however, thought it was all worth bringing up."

“And I doubt he knows all of it. Somethings from years ago didn't make the precious internet." Robin said cryptically.

"That's comforting. Should I ask?"

"No." Robin blinked her now glossy blue eyes.

"I mean not no like please don't ask, no as in just random things. Nothing scary, but once one bad thing happens, people start seeing things that aren't there and coincidence becomes urban Legend."

"Oh, so is this the local haunted house then?" Emma laughed.