Room 406, afternoon

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Isabel had reached the point where studying just wasn't happenening any longer. A quick phone call had Parker appearing, loaded down with gifts.

The door was open, the carols were playing, Annie was wearing a wee Santa hat and Parker and Isabel were laughing like demented elves as they ate chocolate and drank eggnog while waiting for people to come by so they could hand out holiday presents.


[Assume handwavey phone calls telling their friends to stop by!]

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Aeryn does not smirk, really. "He was being rained on by pies? Like... the dessert?"

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Isabel grinned, "Yes, apple, chocolate cream, pumpkin. You name it, it fell on him."

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"Is it still falling on him? Which room is he in?"

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"He's in 215. I'd suggest bringing a spoon if you stop by."

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Aeryn also realizes that the last time she was in there might have been when she shot him. Fifty-fifty shot on that one, no pun intended. "On second thought, maybe I'll just keep the image in my head."

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"Well considering radio said that he was naked and covered with pie at some point yesterday, I don't blame you," Isabel grinned. "It's a pretty image."

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Aeryn blinks. "I've already seen him naked much more than I have almost everyone else I've ever met, so I'm going to dislodge the image now."