"Which is why I'm in here instead of out near the fire like I'd orginally planned. I can dry you off if you'd like," she offered. "I wouldn't want to see you get sick. Not when I've been making plans and want you in on them."

"Dry first," Isabel told her. "Then we can sit."

She passed her hand over Dawn's clothes and hair, drying them quickly, then sat back down on her bed, leaving plenty of room for Dawn.

"What would you think about a road trip?"

"Did you ever want to see New York City?" she asked. "Please say yes and save me from an overdose of testosterone poisoning."

"There was a discussion of pizza," Isabel explained. "It evolved into Peter offering to treat me to real New York pizza. And then he suggested bringing Gavin, Karal and Sam along. Which is great, they're really nice guys, but that's just too much testosterone for me to take on my own."

"Gavin and Karal are new. But they're both very nice," she smiled. "You'll like them. And it'll be fun to introduce them to pizza." There was another question?

Isabel looked down and shrugged. "He's nice. We went bowling and he took me to the clinic after I had my run-in with the psycho in the woods. And then we camped out in the dorms after that because there was no way in hell I was going to try to come back out here after that."

"Serious? No. We're just hanging out and having fun," she said, shaking her head. "And I went to the sheriff! I wasn't going to gather the mob to go looking for this guy."

Isabel rolled her eyes and pulled up the sleeve of her t-shirt to show the bandage on her upper arm. "Some stitches. I didn't get out of the way of the knife fast enough. But after that I sent him flying into a tree."

"Yeah, I was. That guy wouldn't stop. And all I kept thinking was I'm blonde and not a virgin. The rules say I have to die." She shook her head, "Stupid, I know."

"They are. I scared poor Karal though," Isabel told her. "He thought I was serious. I had to explain the whole horror movie thing to him."

"Okay, I mean he got the whole idea of what I was talking about," she said. "But I think I'll need to show him a movie just to be sure. But I think I'll stick with a comedy."

"Movies are very good. Maybe I'll have a movie night when we get back," Isabel smiled. "And we won't even have to huddle around the laptop."

"Jack bequeathed me his TV and DVD player," she explained. "He couldn't take them with him and he knew I would put them to use. Of course I'd rather have him back but..."