Roswell, New Mexico - Friday Night

[izzyalienqueen]

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.]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"...."

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

[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."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker drew breath to screech again, then narrowed her eyes.

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

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Paaaar-keeerrr," Isabel teased.

[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?"

[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.

[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."

[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."