Room 406, evening

After brunch, Isabel had gone for a long walk through the preserve, eventually winding up on the beach where she became a victim of the water balloon ninja. Even though she could dry herself off easily enough, she still got chilled in the cool air.

That was why she was currently dressed in her warmest pajamas and wrapped in a blanket as she tried to work through her lists of things to do for prom. At least in theory Isabel was working through her to do list, mostly she was staring into space thinking about tomorrow's trip to Roswell.