Kathy was had been at the prom for maybe half an hour before her phone rang; just enough time for her to have a few conversations and a quick trip to the refreshment table (or four). She was frowning when she felt it vibrating in her clutch, trying to think who it could be. If it was her parents, she decided, she was just going to ignore it and tell them later she was studying.
Imagine her surprise when the name that flashed across her screen was Gorgon. Actually, forget surprise. Imagine her concern.
"Hey," she said, setting her cup of punch on the closest table and ducking for the door. "Gorgon, it's Banzai. Did you mean to call me? Is everything okay?"
[For the caller, please!]
- From the Prom to Baltimore, Friday Night