The Fourth Sin--OPEN (Tuesday)

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod is one again behind the receptionist's desk, at the computer. He is definitely not doing a background check on Parker's boyfriend surfing the 'net.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

The phone rings.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Good evening, thank you for calling the Fourth Sin. May I schedule an appointment for you?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker doesn't even address that. "So, green or blue? Which one do you want for the carpeting?"

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

He grinned and balanced the phone more comfortably on his shoulder. "I'm sorry--if you want heavy breathing or phone sex, those services have not yet been instituted. Please check back in a few weeks."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Jaroooood...." Parker's voice is a growl.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"God, you're easy." He chuckled, then answered her question before she hung up on him.

"Blue's nice. I think I've had enough of leprechaun vomit for a while."

[deadly_little]

Miho peers over his shoulder.

//Back home, we have a guy who does that for us.// There is definitely is not a note of almost-affection in her voice.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

//Good evening, Miho.// He clears his throat and smiles at her. //Well, I guess I am the guy who does that here. Let me know if you ever need anything.//

[deadly_little]

Miho nods. //I will be sure to keep that in mind.//

She adjusts her silk robe. //I will be on the roof if you need me.// And then she's just...gone.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod nods, but she's gone before he can respond more articulately.

[m-samuelle.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Good luck! If anything, you might find that his info is a little *too* normal. ]

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *snicker* Yeah, that's what I was thinking on this first pass. The second will be because that made him curious. Parker doesn't date "normal."]

[m-samuelle.livejournal.com]

[OOC: If he checks deep enough and in the right places, he just might find out that Michael is supposed to be dead.]

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Good to know.]

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff walks through the door and looks around, possibly for someone in particular. Apparently not seeing this person, however, he stands uncertainly just inside the doorway.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod looked up from the computer and recognized the man hovering in the doorway. "Good evening, Mister Chaucer. Is there something I can do for you?"

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"I don't suppose Becky is around? I was hoping to talk to her." Geoff looks distinctly uncomfortable -- although that may have something to do with the tiny ninja with the deadly glare.

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Geoff," Becky says softly from the stairs.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Looking up toward the voice, Geoff smiles (albeit a little nervously) when he sees Becky.

"Lady Becky," he answers. "I was hoping I could speak with you, if you aren't busy."

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"I'm not," Becky returns with a slight smile. She beckons him up the stairs. "We can talk in my room, if you want."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Later in the evening, Parker arrives and stalks in, lugging design books.

"When is your break?" she asks, dropping the books in front of Jarod. "And how are you?" she can't help but ask, glad to see him. "Angelo says 'hi'. Or his version, anyway."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if I have a break, actually." He ignored the books completely, trying to read her face. Time Parker spent with her father was always...a challenge. "I'm well. I spent Thanksgiving camping. And you? How were things back at the old homestead?"

He'd contact Angelo later. Parker's boyfriend was too perfect on paper. As a human being, Michael didn't make sense. As Parker's boyfriend, he made even less.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Interesting." Parker shrugged and avoided his eyes. "My father worked through a lot of it. But I managed to ditch the corporate banquet in order to see Zero's band perform." She pulled a CD out of her trenchcoat pocket and handed it to him. "You might like their music, I don't know. It makes me laugh."

She sighed. "I don't know where we're spending Christmas this year, but it won't be Blue Cove. Of course."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

He decided to let her get away with that and accepted the CD with a nod. "Thanks, Parker. Did you have a good time at the concert?"

"Ah...Christmas in the South of France with the Parkers...sounds like..." He trailed off. It sounded uncomfortable to him, but he didn't think she'd appreciate hearing that. He tried not to lie to her, though.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I did, I had lots of fun." She smirked. "I made the bodyguards fetch me drinks. Zero's band gawked at them like tourists. And the crowd was a trip. I'm hoping we can bring them here for the welcome-back dance next semester."

"...sounds like....?" She narrowed her eyes at him, then said, "time with my Dad. And it might not be the south of France, I'm hoping to talk him into New York." She grins suddenly. "One of my professors invited me on a shopping spree there. Shoes and jewelry and chocolate and I'll send you something good, if I get to go."