Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 8:20:17 AM)
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Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 8:30:35 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 8:31:25 AM)
Sitting at one of the outside tables, she is carefully sipping a steaming mug of something, reading a book that is laid flat on the table in front of her. Casually, she turns the page. She is wearing a simple pair of shorts and a billowy blue peasent's blouse, white cord tied at the throat. Her feet are in a pair of strappy sandals, legs crossed at the knee with one foot swinging slowly.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 8:33:24 AM)
*Gets some coffee and walks over to join her, sitting across from her at the table.* Hey.

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 8:35:42 AM)
She looks up, white cords dangling from her ears and disappearing into the purse in her lap. Spying the familiar face, she plucks them out, revealing her earbuds, and slides her other hand out of her purse. "Hi. I would offer you a seat, but it seems that you have already found one." She looks around, noting the lack of people out at this time of the morning, then returns her attention to him. "How is your shop going?"

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 8:36:34 AM)
Well, was thinking of starting with an open air market sorta thing.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 8:41:42 AM)
Big tent, stuff like that... whataya think?

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 8:43:20 AM)
((Um... ok.))

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:12:29 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:13:43 AM)
"Open air market... like on the French Market? That could be fun. I hear that some of the vendors there really do well." She picks up her cup and sips it carefully, smiling.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:14:21 AM)
*Nods and looks her over some, trying not to be too naughty about it though* So anything new?

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:15:33 AM)
She blushes, but shakes her head in the negative. "No, nothing really. I am getting settled in at my new house. I do miss Dante, though. His presence there really helped make it less lonely..."

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:16:32 AM)
Dante hung out at yer house a lot? *Rae*

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:18:24 AM)
Noting the look on his face, she laughs softly. "No, nothing like what you think. I was renting the large farmhouse from him, at his place outside of the city." Suddenly realising what she just revealed, she lifts her eyes to his face. "Please, do not tell anyone that I am there. I fear that I may have made some enemies at the court, and that is my haven until I am strong enough to protect myself."

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:25:38 AM)
Hmm... I'm not sure it's the best of places to stay right now.

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:27:31 AM)
"Only you and two other very close friends know I am there. Everyone else merely knows that I have moved out of my apartment, and that Mateo is still there. Please, Jack, please do not tell anyone I am there. It is the last safe place that I have..." She looks down at her lap. "... and the last place that I have of him."

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:29:42 AM)
How safe is it now that it's owned by someone else?

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:31:09 AM)
Her brow furrows as she looks at him. "I have not seen anyone there since Dante's demise. Who owns it now? I merely assumed that it would pass to me, since I signed the documents to purchase the house from him..."

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:37:47 AM)
Ah, well.... Did he have a will leavin' it to ya?

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:39:50 AM)
She shakes her head. "Not that he mentioned to me." She seems to start to say something else, then changes her mind about it, reaching for her luke-warm coffee and taking a sip of it instead.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:41:19 AM)
*Nods some and sips his still hot coffee*

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:46:52 AM)
She clears her throat awkwardly before closing her book and turning to him. "What about you? Anything new?"

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:47:41 AM)
Eh, the usual... mebbe we should go someplace more private to talk though.... I can show ya another place ya might be safe.

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:53:10 AM)
She smiles and finishes her coffee. "I am quite safe where I am, but I thank you for your concern." A strange look passes through her eyes before she blinks it away.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:54:04 AM)
*Shrugs and frowns a bit* Fine.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:54:09 AM)
*Sips his coffee*

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:54:44 AM)
"You, um... you mentioned needing somewhere private to talk?" She peers at him.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:55:28 AM)
Yeah.

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:56:33 AM)
Tucking her book and iPod back into her purse, she slings it up on her shoulder before looking at him expectantly.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:57:20 AM)
*Gets up and heads over to his jeep, taking his coffee with him*

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:58:02 AM)
Tossing out the dredges of her mug, she wipes it out with a napkin before tucking it into her purse, then follows him to his jeep, throwing the napkin into a trashbin on her way.

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 9:58:45 AM)
*Gets in the drivers side, unlocking the other door for her*

Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 9:59:16 AM)
She opens the door, a small smile on her face, and climbs up into the seat beside him. ((shameless roomhop?))

Jack Schmidt (Aug 11, 2011 10:00:13 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Aug 11, 2011 10:03:54 AM)
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