Emily was sitting on the jet reading a book. Evelyn Hugo, of course. Since it was winter and you felt cold, you took one of her hoodies from her peg and pull it over your t-shirt. After few minutes she looks at you and realizes you're wearing her hoodie. She doesn't like when people touch her stuff, especially without asking. She rises her eyebrow and says: "Cute. 10, 9, 8..." she looks at you like she ready to stab you if you don't take his hoodie off in next 10 seconds.