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[ex_twonatur]

Who: Willow, Parker
Where: Hallway at Wolfram and Hart
When: After the big meeting, Willow missed it
What: Meeting up
Status:Incomplete

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[kleptoparker]

Parker was just about to step on the elevator when she was suddenly colliding with a petite redhead. After the initial moment of awkward shock, Parker took a step back and looked the girl over with wrinkled eyebrows and a curious look in her eyes.

She was pale. Most redheads were, but... Was she a vampire? Silently, Parker reached out to touch the girl’s cheek. Warm, but from what she had learned in the meeting she was obviously not a beacon of knowledge when it came to vampires.

“Are you a vampire?” Parker asked right out.

[ex_twonatur]

"I most certainly am not." Willow replied stepping back. She wasn't used to people touching her without asking first. "My name is Willow."

She put her hand in the doorway of the elevator to stop it from closing.

[kleptoparker]

Parker looked confused for a second, like she didn’t know what to do, but then it suddenly dawned on her that she was in the girl’s way and she stepped back.

“Parker,” She replied in a distant sort of way. She wasn’t sure who she could trust around the firm. “Are you here to stop the world from ending?” She asked in a more friendly sort of voice.

[ex_twonatur]

"Nice to meet you Parker." Willow smiled at the blond in front of her.
She shrugged at the question. "I don't really know what is going on. Just got a call from an old friend. Can you explain what's going on for me?"

[kleptoparker]

“Oh,” Parker nodded. She wasn’t sure if she liked that or not. It might have been kind of cool in a horror movie sort of way, dealing with shrunken heads or jars of really gross things.

“I would like that.” She smiled at the offer Willow gave her. Knowing magic? That would be awesome. Her smile broadened upon thinking of all of the cool things magic could mean. Then the waiter interrupted her thoughts, setting a jar of skinny, crunchy breadsticks in the middle of the table. Parker quickly snatched one up and munched away. She’d always thought that the bread was the best part of the meal.

“Have you ladies decided?” He asked in his charming work-voice.

“Filet mignon for me.” Parker chirped, looking very nonchalant for having just ordered one of the most expensive cuts of meat on the menu. I’ll pay, She mouthed to Willow, following up with a wink

[ex_twonatur]

Willow gave Parker the a weird eye. I wonder how she can afford that.

"I will have a T-bone medium rare and a baked potato. Thanks." Willow said looking at the waiter. If Willow noticed how handsome men were than she would probably find him attractive. But alas, she always bent a little more towards the farer sex.

The waiter nodded and left the table. Willow turned back to Parker. "So, where is the one place you would love to go?" Willow always dreamed of going places she never would. Something about the unknown was both scary and exciting for the redhead.

[kleptoparker]

“Brazil is always nice,” Parker grabbed another breadstick, crunching on it noisily. “I’m pretty stealthy, but I’d like to go somewhere where I’m not on any Most Wanted lists, so no to Brazil, then.” She scowled a little, looking away with a pensive sort of expression.

“Ooh!” She looked up at Willow again with a bright and happy look. “I’d like to go to space!” Parker laughed a little. “Bounce around in zero gravity...”

"What about you?"

[ex_twonatur]

Willow laughed at the thought of Parker bouncing around. The redhead grabbed a bread stick and thought for a second.

"Italy would be nice. I've been to England. I would also love to see Salem. You know.. a witch thing." She smiled at the girl across from her.