The catamaran Daydream, Fandom harbor, Tuesday evening

[mparkerceo]

As soon as the catamaran was moored, Parker got out the cellphone and placed the call.

[for demon_cupid]

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[demon_cupid]

Drake shimmered on to the deck and struck a pose. "I'm on a boat," he announced.

[mparkerceo]

Parker snickered and snapped her phone shut. "Yes, yes you are. And if you're going to start talking about what things smell like, I'm getting out the camcorder."

[demon_cupid]

"I taught a whole class that way," Drake grinned. "I may or may not have been gremlin bit."

[mparkerceo]

"This I find completely believable, since it's you," Parker told him, grinning, and then waving toward a beautifully set table, with a bucket of champagne chilling. "It's not your last meal, but, hopefully it's a good one."

[demon_cupid]

"I'm not sure I have room in me for more booze after Caritas Sunday night, but I'm more than willing to try," Drake said, sliding into his seat.

[mparkerceo]

"I hope a lot of people showed up?" Parker checked, sliding into the opposite seat. "Hope you still love surf'n'turf. Dagmar and Eddie did their damnedest at the grill."

[demon_cupid]

"Oh, yeah," Drake said. "Even people I don't know. And guess who I got to lock lips with. C'mon, guess!"

[mparkerceo]

"The Mountie?"

Okay, that was always going to be Parker's first guess on *this* island.

[demon_cupid]

"Strike one," Drake said. "But I tried at his wedding."

[mparkerceo]

"What? Hot Mountie got married? Nooooooooo!"

Yes, she was with Jarod. BUT C'MON!

[demon_cupid]

"Weekened before last," Drake said, nodding. "To Robin." Pause. "Not the frog."

[mparkerceo]

"Ohthankgod." Parker gulped her champagne. "I don't know whoever she is, but if it was the frog, either you were insane or the Mountie was."

[demon_cupid]

"Not the frog," Drake said again. "And that's not who I kissed, either."

[mparkerceo]

"So, not the Mountie, not the frog, not the stupid bride may she suffer because she married the Mountie, 'cause why would that be interesting--" Parker's eyes narrowed.

No.

Way.

"...please. Please tell me... it wasn't the Jedi, was it?"

[demon_cupid]

Drake...just grinned even more. Then he blew on his nails and rubbed them on his shirt.

[mparkerceo]

"Oh god. One less degree of separation between me and Skywalker." Parker was mostly going for the drama here. "...which you probably shouldn't mention to him. He'd look even more deer in the headlights, and how the hell did you pull that off?"