Outside MCA, Sunday Noonish

[needsaparrot]

Having finally sent Bridge home this morning because hey changes of clothes are nice, Xander was heading out into town in quest of coffee that didn't come from a --- okay, coffee that didn't come from his machine.
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[OOC: For someone wee.]

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[needsaparrot]

"Kinda have something of yours here that probably won't help with that..."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, God. Another one?" Parker whimpered. "Boy or girl?"

[needsaparrot]

"Boy." Xander glanced at Nick. "He says his last name is Adama."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's just... priceless." Parker sighed, then said, "I'm taking the other two out for ice cream. Meet us at Chilly Boulder? And thank you! I guess. God, I'm so confused...."

[needsaparrot]

"There's more?" Xander glances down at Nick. "This is one of those weekends, isn't it."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yes. And the fact that it's starting on Sunday? Is of no comfort to me." She shook her head. "I'll be the one head-tabling between a hyper 4-year-old and a smartass 10-year-old. See you there."

[needsaparrot]

Xander closed the phone and looked at Nick again. "Well, the good news is we're going to the ice cream parlor. The bad news is your mom's in the middle of a nervous breakdown."

[tinyevilparkers.livejournal.com]

"Ice cream, woo!" Nick stuffed the second half of the Twinkie in his mouth, then asked around it, "Ith her ulcther flaarring up?"

[needsaparrot]

"Oh god, I hope not. That's all we need," Xander answered, thinking of the photoshoot where proximity to Logan Echolls somehow managed to make her vomit blood. "Ice Cream Shop's this way." He pointed down the street.