Motel de Cheap-for-DC, Washington D.C., Saturday Night

[needsaparrot]

Isabel had gone home after their meeting with Parker and Jarod, but Xander and Bridge had decided they'd be less wiped-out tomorrow if they stayed here instead of going back to the island. It'd have been nice if there were any rooms left at the Hyatt besides the rockstars-have-parties-in-the-jacuzzi kind, but any bed without living things besides

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[bridge_carson]

"Is that... our bed has a remote," Bridge observes with a raised eyebrow as he does a flop of his own.

[needsaparrot]

Xander blinks at it, since he'd assumed when he picked it up that it was, you know. The Remote. The all-powerful, important one. But in fact that one's still sitting on top of the tv, he realizes.

"Uh. Apparently?" He presses a button experimentally.

[bridge_carson]

"...Is it supposed to do that?" Bridge squeaks.

[needsaparrot]

Xander grins as the bed continues to do a low-grade shimmy. "Magic Fingers!"