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[izzyalienqueen]

Hi! You've reached Isabel Evans. I'm not here right now. You know what to do at the beep.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, all is well," Isabel smiled, touched by her concern. "It's only been a littel over twenty four hours since I saw you. Things are calm."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I know. It just makes me feel like I'm leaving again, sort of. Abandoning you." Parker shook her head. August was coming too damn soon. "But! Zero should be here next weekend. We'll drunk-dial you from some carabinieri lock-up if we have too much fun. And if anything else changes, with, well... home. You'll call. Right?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You're not abandoning me. I know that all I need to do is call, and you'll be right there, holding my hand," Isabel replied. "I count on that. But be careful, because I don't think my dad will understand charges in Euros for bail money."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker snickered. "Okay, then. Okay." She sighed. "Arrivederci, and good luck with Jack in the next week or so." A wicked smile. "And even better luck with Steeeeeve Peeeeeter."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Parker!" she laughed, exasperated. "Take care of yourself, and don't break too many hearts.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Only enough to maintain a balance of trade," Parker told her. "Take it easy, love you, and bye."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Love you to babe." Still smiling, despite her worries, Isabel hung up the phone.