Connor managed to catch up to me and engaged in a bit of nearly heroic sprinting.

No, I wasn't trying to get away from the boy- where's the fun in that?

Had a near-off-the-roof-roll with the kid- then he went off in another direction.

Ah well...other things to do...and I'm hungry.

'If your mem'ry serves you well,
You'll remember you're the one
That called on me to call on them
To get you your favors done.
And after ev'ry plan had failed
And there was nothing more to tell,
You knew that we would meet again,
If your mem'ry served you well.'

Connor's lost my trail- though I bet a certain ex-Watcher's still out there...

that Katie wouldn't be allowed to have a gun. Let alone the authority to get the police here. But if these cops are anything like those in Sunnydale..they probably welcomed her back after a bit of therapy.

::sound of Connor in pursuit::

That's it Son...

Katie shows up and...

::glances toward the street::

Still can't handle this world worth a damn.

Gonna find something to eat and relax...

Now here comes the part where they tell me I can't get away with this. While they're tied down to the tracks.

::g::

Fred squirms real nice.

Wes, Gunn, Connor and Fred have not made it back to the hotel. They must have gotten lost. I am unsurprised.
Suspect that Cordelia, as Mistress of the Beast has plans that are going to further skew the advantage in favor of evil.
The disparity is becoming ridiculous.
But still amusing.

there *is* still fast food in Los Angeles.

And also- Seers like using hotels for hiding.

Someone else got to Lilah before I could.
And would you look at who's holding the knife...

The Hyperion isn't a bad place to chase dinner.

::growl::

::stretch::