Blue Swallow Motel, Tucumcari, New Mexico - evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After the first day of marathon driving, Isabel and Wyatt had slowed down the pace of the trip and spent more time checking out Food Network featured Diners, Drive-ins and Dives as well as Graceland and any other tacky tourist trap that caught their interest.

It was just after they'd crossed the border into Oklahoma that Isabel realized that their route was going to parallel Route 66 for the next several hundred miles. That night she spent a few hours googling all of the fun things to see along the way.

They'd seen The Round Barn, the Route 66 Museum and left their mark with a can of spray paint at the Cadillac Ranch. Now it was their last night on the road; and they were spending it at the historicBlue Swallow Motel. It certainly wasn't the most luxurious place they could have stayed but there was a certain level of kitsch that amused them both. Or at least it amused Isabel, particularly when Wyatt attempted to take a shower in the teeny tiny bathroom.

Sitting comfortably on the bed, she listened to the voicemail her mother had left while they'd been spray painting Cadillacs and then let it roll into the voicemail Tinkerbell had left and that she'd saved because it amazed her how much a sniffle and some jingling could say. With a grin she closed the phone and set it aside. They'd be in Roswell tomorrow and her mother could talk to her about shopping for college then.

Wyatt was still grumbling in the shower and she debated joining him for a moment but then realized there just wasn't enough space, no matter how close they got. Instead Isabel picked up the remote for the TV and started to flip channels. Hopefully the motel got Bravo so she wouldn't miss Shear Genius.

[ooc: Boyfriend modded with permission. For anyone who wants to call and see how the trip's going.]

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"We'll see. I figure the fall's going to be crazed with adjusting to real classes but I'll survive," she shrugged. Seventeen credits, a job, it was definitely going to be different then the laid back Fandom schedule.

"I plan on enjoying the summer. Of course now I have a mission that'll keep me occupied. Bridge and Xander asked me to help with the wedding plans."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, cool. Just remember to leave me a spot to object. Or throw shoes. And may I assume that everything will go off like clockwork?"

Like the preparations would dare do anything else, with Isabel involved.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm giving Wyatt orders to orb anyone out that even clears their throat at that point," Isabel warned.

"And that's an idea. Instead of a bouquet toss, we can have the traditional throwing of the Jimmy Choos."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Of course! And I'd be throwing them at anyone who dared to object who wasn't me. Or Sharon Valerii, if she ever hears about this," Parker snickered. "We did it last time, after all. But that was just to make sure they had rings, so.."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"They'll have rings. And tuxes. And tasteful displays of flowers," she promised. And possibly a wedding cake made of Twinkies if she could find a way to pull it off.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Let me know if you need me to do anything or pay for anything," Parker said, finally lighting a cigarette. Really, she'd waited forever, hadn't she? "And oo, time to look for a dress. Oh, and the bachelor parties!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah. They'll be fun," Isabel agreed as the shower turned off. "Maybe I'll even drink and be silly for the evening."

And then there was a damp boyfriend wearing not much more then a towel and a grin.

"Parker? I have to go. There's just...yeah, I'll talk to you soon."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh?" Parker said archly. "Give Wyatt all my love. Or better yet, yours." She snickered. "Talk to you later!"