The roof, Wednesday night

[nadiathesaint]

What with her class, cheerleading practice, talking to Blair outside hunting. . . . Nadia had had a busy day.

It wasn't quite done yet, though, as she stood in the corner of the roof where she got the best cellphone reception (the one that would let her call a year in the future) and finalized a few other plans.

"This is really short notice,"

"I know. I know."

"What are you going to do if the package doesn't get there on time?"

"Please. I'll figure something out."

"I suppose you will. Alright. I'll do it."

"Thank you. If you have any more questions--"

"Wrong. I don't want to know what you're doing. Or why you're doing it. I'll do you this favor, and you'll owe me one. Maybe more than one."

Nadia smiled. "I already do. Adios,"

"Tschus."

Nadia hung up and looked out over the town. Okay. Now she just had to wait for the package. Everything else was in place.

[ooc: open. contents of Nadia's side of the conversation are overhearable. Weeeee!]