Room 406, Late Monday Afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

After Interstellar Relations, Isabel returned to her room, booted up the laptop and started to surf through political blogs in preparation for Wednesday's Political Campaigning class. Occasionally she needed to move Annie when she tried to curl up on the laptop keyboard.

The door was open.

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Re: NFB please

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I've left a message and sent an email. I should send some more. I mean, what if he can't send anything to us. But at least our stuff is getting to him," she pondered. "Cute and sexy leads to cocky and arrogant I would think. Case in point, Mr. Booth. Adorable is much more sweet."

Re: NFB please

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yup. First boyfriend, Tony? Was like that. Not a bad guy, but there was no way we were staying together longer than a summer." A shadow passed across Parker's face, then lightened. "And yeah. I'm assuming Xander can get stuff until proven otherwise. However long that may be."

Re: NFB please

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Just about everyone I dated in Roswell was like that," Isabel snorted. "I kept dating football players, or basketball players. The popular guys. Because that's what a perfectly normal, pretty blonde girl was supposed to do. Do you know how many insteps I had to slam my heel into?"

Re: NFB please

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker made a face. "Probably as many as I spiked the summer I interned at the Centre, before everyone realized whose daughter I was. Idiots. And yeah. One more advantage of dating a dork." This time the smile was wicked and without worry. "They tend to concentrate really, really well."

Re: NFB please

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

They've spent enough time being distracted that Isabel knows exactly how well Greg can concentrate. She grinned, "He can be rather focused when he wants to be."