Aquatics Centre, Olympic Park, Stratford, London, Tuesday

[mparkerceo]

Parker had (of course) gotten tickets to the Olympics. A chance to see men tumbling and swimming and running in small outfits? Sign her up.

She sent a text to her friends - I got third row tickets and you don't, NEENER - And settled in to wait for the beginning of Men's Water Polo.

GO USA!

[open for calls, texts, teleports, portals.]

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[montecito_east]

Mary quickly fired back a text.

Are you sitting anywhere near Prince Harry?

[mparkerceo]

Parker grinned, and stood up, looking around. Then took a photo.

[montecito_east]

Better you than me! I'd be so nervous that I'd probably trip over the person in front of him.

Mary would just be over here, sighing as she gazed at the picture.

[mparkerceo]

Parker snickered. Or I can show him your picture, tell him you're single. Then it'll be the other way around.

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel was working. At the job she was lucky to still have. Disappearing without notice for a week does not exactly endear you to your boss.

I'm jealous. We're dealing with the damned taped delay. Think you can get the brain trust to take over NBC?

[mparkerceo]

If I can convince them it's for the greater good. Or their greater amusement.

She sent the photo of Prince Harry, a couple of the crowds, one of the men's team (YUM).

How's Vegas treating you, blondie?

[izzyalienqueen]

The pictures were enjoyable. Sadly Isabel didn't have any similar to send back. Somehow Parker wouldn't appreciate pictures of the burly banquet set-up crew.

Definitely the greater good. Have them check out Twitter. They'll see.

Better then Fandom, let's put it that way.

[mparkerceo]

Yeah, Alec was getting that psycho look a couple times this week.

Which was why it was good Parker had dragged him here, if he was gonna bitch about it.

Why, what's Crazy Land done lately?