Los Angeles, Friday evening

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel was at his desk, looking over his paperwork.

He so would not hate a distraction.

[ooc: for Parker]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Even Parker's temper has to cool off eventually.

*ring*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel picked up the phone on his desk.

"Angel Investigations."

He was the boss. He didn't have to say the motto.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"No longer advertising on the first ring, or did you forget your motto?" Parker started flipping through some computer files as she spoke, and then added, "Hey."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Everything okay?" Angel replied.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"As okay as it gets. No new crises this week." Parker hit the button to minimize her screens, and leaned back, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "I wanted to see how you two were recovering, among other things."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker rolled her eyes, and wondered why it always had to be like pulling fangs to get him to talk. "And Logan? Or should I call him and ask him myself?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Logan?" Angel called.

He might not have been mature enough to move the phone away when he raised his voice.

[fh_jackass]

"What?" Logan called out. He was at his desk. If anyone asked, he was also doing paperwork.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Parker wants to know if you're okay."

[fh_jackass]

There was the scrape of the chair against the floor, and Logan appeared in Angel's doorway. "Why? What'll she do if I'm not?"

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"I dunno," Angel said, still not moving the phone away. "Come over here and give you a hug?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, right, in what universe?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"He lives here," Angel pointed out, by way of answering her question. "Here, lemme put you on speaker."

Of course Angel didn't know how to do that, so this resulted in him pushing buttons that didn't do anything except make loud beeps right into Parker's ear.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ow--" Parker held the phone away from her ear, then yelled toward the receiver, "Make Logan do it! Logan! Earn your salary! Save Angel from the phone!"

[fh_jackass]

Logan sighed. He hopped up on Angel's desk and pushed a single button to activate the speakerphone. "I'm not okay, Parker. Come give me hugs?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Why? So we can both have nervous breakdowns? Tchah." She glared at the receiver, and got up to pace. "Are you for real? Or just messing with me?"

[fh_jackass]

"So concerned!" Logan said. "Sure I can't get a hug?"

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"You keep pushing it, I'll do it just to break your brain," Parker threatened. "Because now I'm sure you're fine."

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"How 'bout me?" Angel asked.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"If hugging you would make you talk, I'd do it to get past the monosyllables. Otherwise, no." She scowled at the phone. "Not in a huggy mood.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Kiss?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Are you trying to make me want to kill you so I'll visit?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"This mean no morning-after cuddle?"

[fh_jackass]

"Okay, now I'm getting a little nauseous," Logan said.