Room 234/236: Thursday evening, late

[mparkerceo]

After her date with Seely, Parker is lying down on her bed with a cold washcloth on her head.

The bot is locked in the closet in the next room.

The orchids have been watered and are asleep. Esme is taking a nap.

Every once in a while, the DeadlyPrettyAudreyBabyOrchid opens its petals, and snaps at nothing.

It's very quiet in here.

[for weissguy_]

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[weissguy_]

Then there was a tapping, as if someone gently rapping, rapping on her dormroom door.

[mparkerceo]

Parker turned her head toward the door, considered, and said, "We're not open. Come back in the morning. Bring a Visa."

[weissguy_]

"All I have is a Mastercard, Parker," Weiss said. "Open the door, would ya?"

[mparkerceo]

Grimacing, Parker pulled the washcloth off her head and grumped her way over to the door. "We do take MasterCard," she said, opening it, and waving him in, "But you need three forms of I.D."

She stomped back over to her bed, and flopped down on it again.