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The guys had disappeared for the evening and Isabel was pretty certain that they were having some sort of impromptu bachelor party. Ordinarily she'd be worried about what state they'd be in tomorrow for the wedding, but she figured between Max and Wyatt they'd be able to cure any hangovers.

The bachelorette party was a little more low-key. Liz was the bride after all. Wild and crazy was not her style. Instead they were sitting in the Evans' rec room with a stack of chick flicks and enough chocolate to feed an army. Isabel found she really couldn't complain as she settled in to watch the first movie with a plate full of chocolate truffles.

Even though she was hoping for a quiet night, Isabel had her phone just in case she got a call for bail money.

[For phone calls and huge amounts of SP due to RL and a miserable head cold.]

Date: 2008-11-29 02:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
Is that Isabel's phone ringing?

Yes, yes it is.

Date: 2008-11-29 02:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Not wanting to disturb the others watching the movie, Isabel grabbed her phone and headed towards the kitchen.

"How much bail money will I need?" she asked.

Date: 2008-11-29 02:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
Bridge snickers. "As if I of all people would actually need to come up with bail money."

Date: 2008-11-29 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Sorry, I thought you were someone else," Isabel explained. "The guys are out carousing and I can only imagine the trouble they can get into." Particularly if Wyatt orbed them to Vegas like Isabel was pretty sure he did.

Date: 2008-11-29 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Nope, just me. Bridge. The guy married to your former roommate, both of whom were hoping to see you this weekend."

Date: 2008-11-29 02:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Since she was in the kitchen, some pie might be in order. "We were planning on being there. But then my brother decided to propose to his girlfriend. And then they decided that there was no point in waiting for a big elaborate wedding. So here we are."

Date: 2008-11-29 03:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Oooh," Bridge says. "Well. I can't say I don't know how they feel. So, um. Tell them congratulations, I guess. Even though I'm sure they probably have no clue who I am."

Date: 2008-11-29 03:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"They're not entirely clueless about you," Isabel promised as she sliced a piece of apple pie. "Especially since I was here for a while when I was planning your wedding."

"Speaking of your wedding, how's the husband also known as the best roomie ever?"

Date: 2008-11-29 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"He's good, things are... really good," Bridge says, and the grin is big enough that it's probably actually *audible* over the phone line. "Currently, he's enjoying watching nearly everyone be awkward at each other."

Date: 2008-11-29 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Can I just say how glad I'm avoiding the awkward?" she laughed. "I know I'll have to face Chris eventually. But I'd rather wait till the memory fades a little more."

Date: 2008-11-30 01:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Wait, wait, wait, you and... *Chris*?" Bridge boggles.

Date: 2008-11-30 01:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Yeah," Isabel grumbled. "And the icing on the awkward cake? Wyatt and Summer. It was one hell of a weekend."

Date: 2008-11-30 01:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Yeeeeah as much as I would've loved to see you guys? I think I was better off in Newtech. Where the only person I slept with was the one I'm married to."

Date: 2008-11-30 01:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Well if you want to be technical about it, we were sleeping with our respective spouses. IN BIZARRO WORLD!" Yes, it's quite possible Isabel was still a little bit flaily about Homecoming.

Date: 2008-11-30 01:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"At least it's, like, equally awkward?" Bridge tries. "I mean, no one did anything any worse than anyone else. And besides, you were all under the influence anyway."

Date: 2008-11-30 01:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"That's our story and wer're sticking to it," Isabel replied. "It's just easier to stick to here in Roswell. But I do miss you guys. A lot."

Date: 2008-11-30 01:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"You could come visit, sometime," Bridge suggests. "Especially now that thanks to an unexpected Alanna, we know we wouldn't get in trouble for having guests over in our quarters for a few days."

Date: 2008-11-30 01:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"She dropped in on you to?" she grinned into the phone. "She turned up in Vegas. I took her out to play tourist and we wound up in the midst of a alien tiger cub kidnapping."

Date: 2008-11-30 08:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Alien tiger cub?" Bridge echoes. "Seriously?"

Date: 2008-11-30 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"The tiger cub was normal," she clarified. "Aliens wanted to tiger nap it."

Date: 2008-11-30 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Oh," Bridge says. "Though you of all people should know that aliens are normal *too*. Just, you know. Different planet normal!" He pauses for a moment, "though baby-animal kidnapping is totally un-normal."
Edited Date: 2008-11-30 09:15 pm (UTC)

Date: 2008-11-30 10:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I'm sorry but Helmut and Dieter Siegfried and Roy are not normal by any standards," Isabel laughed. "The aliens did turn out to be nice, if a bit dorky. And Helmut and Dieter were happy to loan them a cub."

Date: 2008-11-30 10:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Oh, well. It's good, then. That everything worked out."

Date: 2008-11-29 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker was getting ready to break in a room with Ronan. But there was still time to call someone absent from the festivities.

*ring*

Date: 2008-11-29 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
This time Isabel checked caller ID. She still felt the need to ask the important question of the night.

"Do I need bail money?"

Date: 2008-11-29 03:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Not for me," Parker said cheerfully. "Although it may only be a matter of time for various other people. My money's on Logan cracking first."

Date: 2008-11-29 06:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Oh man, I'm sort of regretting that I'm not there," Isabel laughed. "Except not really."

Date: 2008-11-30 03:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Chicken. What was so important that you couldn't come here and be mocked along with the rest of the electorate?" Parker demanded. "And if you say just a wish not to be mocked, I'm so getting Chris to orb you here, Wyatt or no."

Date: 2008-11-30 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
She grinned. This could be interesting. "A wedding actually. It's spur of the moment but it just makes sense."

Date: 2008-11-30 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"...."

"THEY GOT YOU TOO??!" Parker screeched. "AND YOU DIDN'T INVITE ME?"

Date: 2008-11-30 04:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Fortunately Isabel had been expecting that reaction and had the phone well away from her ear.

"Apparently it's a rather contagious disease. What can I say?" She was so going to hell. "I didn't invite you because I was afraid you'd throw things at the groom."

Date: 2008-11-30 04:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker drew breath to screech again, then narrowed her eyes.

"Is-a-bellll....."

Date: 2008-11-30 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Paaaar-keeerrr," Isabel teased.

Date: 2008-11-30 05:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"You've been hanging out with me too long, you almost had me with that." Parker made a face. "So, who really did get married? And should I send a fruit basket?"

Date: 2008-11-30 01:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I learned from the best."

Deciding that everyone would probably enjoy it, Isabel started the kettle to heat for hot chocolate.

"Max and Liz are getting married tomorrow. I couldn't miss it. And since Wyatt was rather flaily about seeing Chris and Summer, he decided to stay here with me." Considering her folks were letting him stay in her room? Isabel wasn't going to complain about that.

Date: 2008-12-01 05:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Chicken. And you so lucked out, I was going to torment you until you actually held a conversation with Chris. You'll still have to eventually, but I probably won't be there."

Date: 2008-12-01 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"If I knew what particular god to offer a sacrifice of chocolate to? I so would," Isabel laughed. "You'll miss out, but I promise I'll give you the play by play of every awkward moment."

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