Las Vegas, Thursday Night

[izzyalienqueen]

Technically it wasn't April 1st just yet. But Isabel plans for the next day and she wasn't sure that she'd get a chance to make this particular call.

Besides, there wasn't much on TV and she was bored.

Picking up her phone, she dialed a familiar number.

[For one specifically, but open if anyone else needs to get some alum activity for the month.]

Comments

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Plan for the rest of 2011: get my own island." Not unlike the one where she'd left her father. Who she still received regular status reports on. "And attend your graduation ceremony in May? Or June?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Possibly next December if I continue busting my ass. I'm good, but pulling off a four year degree in three while working as many hours as I do is the surest way to insanity that I know," she pointed out.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Don't I know it," Parker said, grimacing and remembering her life at Oxford before last June. "Just make sure I get an invite so I can cheer and take tons of pictures. How's LightBulb Boy?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel snorted. "As if I'd leave the official photographer off the guest list. You'll be there, don't worry."

"Wyatt's fine. He's been busy with school and stuff, but he's doing okay."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Good." Parker smiled fondly. "I'll see you tomorrow. Chocolate and gossip. And mocking of small high school students."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

It wasn't that long ago they were the high school students.

"Don't make too many of them cry before I get there."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I'll leave a few for you," Parker said generously, then grinned. "See you soon, Is-a-bell."