Her parents brought her to the club to 'socialize', but they're the ones doing all the socializing. And now they've met some business friends of her dad's, and there's some secrecy clause about an upcoming deal, or something? So her mother's at the bar getting a drink with the guys' wives, but Emma's only twenty. So here she is, wandering around on the golf course, enjoying the sunset and trying to kill time until she can go back inside. And really, honestly missing school, where she doesn't have to go through this nonsense.
Finally she decides she's had enough of being outside- however much her mother protests that really, Connecticut is lovely in the fall, it's also chilly- and she starts to make her way back to the clubhouse. She's walking up the golf cart trail through the trees to get across the last hole when suddenly she realizes-
-the clubhouse isn't there any more. There's just more forest.
...what just happened?
Promise waits patiently.
Patience is not required; Emma's got at most two doors, here. The space heater she leaves until later, since she wants to get Promise inside faster than she thinks she can track it down. (There's a lot of possible closets.)
She does not actually fling herself on Promise for a hug, since Promise is glaringly much smaller than she is and they haven't seen each other in years and this is wildly inappropriate. But she wants to. (Promise!) The pool house is pretty easy to find- there's only so many detached structures, and only one next to a body of (blindingly, artificially teal) water. Emma opens the door for her. "Home sweet poolhouse?"
"Looks good. What happened to that water?"