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Jun 28, 2005 15:22

It's a slow day at W&H. Anything evil is behaving itself, and nothing has exploded since last Thursday.

Warren taps his pencil against his desk top and surfs the internet in a fit of boredom. Something vibrates in his pants.

Warren answers his cellphone.

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alien_isabel June 28 2005, 12:35:30 UTC

"Whatcha doin?" Comes a very familiar voice on the other end of the vibrating unit.

notinthefett June 28 2005, 12:38:49 UTC

Warren leans and elbow on his desk and his chin on his hand.

"Nothin'. Whatchoo doing Baby, Kitten, Shmoo?"

One of Warren's coworkers rolls his eyes.

alien_isabel June 28 2005, 12:44:08 UTC

"Bein' bored. I miss you." She whines. "I'm sad when you're gone. And I have nothing to do."

notinthefett June 28 2005, 12:50:03 UTC

"Did you watch the TV?" He suggests. "Check out the neighborhood?"

alien_isabel June 28 2005, 12:51:06 UTC

"There's nothing on tv..." She whines. "Can't you come home for lunch or something..."

notinthefett June 28 2005, 12:56:23 UTC

"Ba-aby," he whines back. "You know I can't."

alien_isabel June 28 2005, 12:57:32 UTC

"But I miss you...maybe I could bring you lunch...of course that means I can't talk you into making love to me, but...at least I could see you."

notinthefett June 28 2005, 13:05:50 UTC

Warren sits up.

"Hey, uh, didn't say that... Sure! Yeah, you could bring me lunch."

His stomach rumbles in anticipation.

alien_isabel June 28 2005, 13:07:18 UTC

"Yeah? What would you like for lunch?"

notinthefett June 28 2005, 13:09:16 UTC

"Mmm," he purrs. "Hmmm..."

Her.

"Surprise me."

alien_isabel June 28 2005, 13:17:38 UTC

"Okay..." She sounds almost embarrassed at his tone of voice. "I'll bring you something nice..."

And being Isabel she has to change before she can do any of this. She pulls on a cute, but short...that ruffly sort of kind?, black skirt and a white scoop neck t-shirt. She looked hot, but not as if she were trying to. That's what she was going for. She looked in the fridge and quickly made him a sandwich. She threw a twinkie in the bag and grabbed a soda. That should do it.

She hails a cab, pretty easily actually, and heads to the building. Stepping out she approaches the main desk, smiling. Her shoes put her at about 6'1" 6'2" in height and as she smiles sweetly at the man there she asks for her husband.

"Hi, I'm here to see Warren Meers. I'm his wife and I have his lunch."

notinthefett June 28 2005, 13:28:46 UTC

The man looks up. And up. And stops at her chest. And then looks up again.

"Uh, let me call it in, Miss," he stammers.

A few moments later, Isabel has a temporary Guest pass, and directions to Warren's lab.

alien_isabel June 28 2005, 13:31:10 UTC

"Thank you!" She beams at him and then follows the directions. As she steps in the elevator and hits a button a tiny scanner goes off. One she can't even notice.

And somewhere...someone notices something just a little odd about Isabel Meers. Something they aren't too sure about yet.

And unknowingly she makes her way to the lab. "Baby?"

notinthefett June 28 2005, 13:39:37 UTC

Warren pounces out of his office at her.

"Baby!"

He's wearing a labcoat. And goggles.

His co-workers gape at her.

alien_isabel June 28 2005, 13:41:32 UTC

Her arms wrap around him and her lips meet his in a very long and deep kiss. "Hey handsome...I missed you...I have your lunch..." She kisses him again.

notinthefett June 28 2005, 14:39:36 UTC

Warren's co-workers wonder if she's a robot. Or a hologram.

Warren looks eager.

"What'd you bring me?"

He pushes his goggles onto his forehead.

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