Room 234: *headbanging* [Parker, Broots, but open after that]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Okay, Parker's not actually head-banging, but she is dancing. She's in a fantastically good mood. Mostly. She's really hoping Logan stays a bunny until *after* tonight's interview, but otherwise? Good mood.

Broots is on his way up to (a) give her the email addresses she needs, plus a copy of the research they did last week, and (b) sweep her room for bugs.

Hey, it's only smart. She got lucky last night. You never know who might be listening.

She is singing to "Chicago", doing all the Catherine Zeta-Jones parts.

Comments

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"None." She can't take it any more, she has to throw a few at the wall. "Stupid."

*smash*

"Sneaking!"

*crash*

"Bastards!" Parker is panting by the end of this, and her stomach hurts. She sits down abruptly, and tries to calm down. That noise? Probably growling.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots searches his pockets for anything that might pacify her. He notices that a lolipop is sticking out of her desk drawer, grabs it, and hands it to her.

"Miss Parker, breath. Breaking them will only help your temper. Would you rather I turned them off in a more civilized way? And you thought about who might have had a chance to plant them?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

She pops the lollipop into her mouth after ripping the wrapper off like it's someone's skin she's tearing. Parker closes her eyes, trying to think. "Yes. Damnit. Can you trace who made them at all, do you think?"

Her head is pounding, so she puts it down on her knees, shaking with rage. "I'd say Angelus, but... he can't get in here." She restrains the urge to throw more things. "And half the school was in and out while I was managing the campaign. God."

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broot causioucly picks up one of the devices. "Sorry, I don't think I can trace them. They're pretty standard and almost anyone with a knowledge of technology could have used them." He deactivates the three remaining ones and picks one up to study closer. "They weren't even altered, beyond having the serial numbers erased. Can you elimate anyone from that list?"