The thought, although said in a jokingly tone, is appreciated, even if she is rather oblivious to the nature of Jules' writings. To be fair, however, Em would probably not outright refuse to read it, but probably would joke lightly about it. Also, she is very aware that you can't quite force an artist - in this case, a writer - to spit out a masterpiece. The creative mind doesn't quite work like that and she knows it. She lived with an artist for months before she just gave up on him unfairly.

But she won't dwell on that, since that would end up making her depressed.

Em lets out a snort at Jules words, tapping her nails against the glass distractedly. "Too bad neither of those things exist here. Then again, she's missing a few loose screws." And as if to indicate that, she taps the side of her head. "So maybe you'll be able to convince her."

There's a thoughtful pause and she laughs a little.

"You would do great as our Public Relations."