The Institute, New York, Sunday

[seveninchmotto]

Things in New York were at a standstill, and had been since the battle on the ship. They were all just waiting for the Clave to come to some kind of a decision about what they were going to do about Valentine

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[flickofawrist]

Well, someone was going to interrupt her modeling with a phone call. Hey, he was kind of bored and felt too lazy to entertain himself by going out and finding something to do in town.

So, he'd call Isabelle and bother her. Or talk to her. One or the other.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle picked up her phone and answered the call without looking at the screen. There were only a few likely candidates for who it would be, anyway.

"Hello."

[flickofawrist]

"Hey there," Flick said easily. "Am I interrupting anything?"

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle smiled at his voice. "A very important modeling moment."

From that, he was supposed to infer that he wasn't interrupting much.