The Hills are Alive with Girls

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When: Mothers Day
Who: Alisa enigmassweet, Gwen Cooper redtrainers and Liz lizfirestarter
Where: Beverly Hills


What: It was nice to have a personal car that is from the 1960's the old 64 Impala was perfect for a day like this. The sun was wibbly and Jack was letting people take it easy while The Doctors work out what exactly is wrong here.

It was a chance to simply have fun and Alisa pulls the car up to the very expensive place and she was given, cash. "Okay, we have enough cash to stuff ourselves with frogs legs, snails and crapes..." She mmms at the idea of crapes and she looks at the still skinny blonds for a bit. She's happy with herself as she pulls the door open to her car to let the valet do his job. "And, we've got someone to park the car." She thanks the valet and offers him a pleasant tip.

"It's a wonder we're even staying still right now instead of running amongst the stars."

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"Everything tastes like chicken, but that doesn't mean it is chicken." Liz will not be eating frogs. "Little ones are fine, they're cute even but these were...big and then didn't want to sing. Ask Red about it sometime."

Liz's phone is knocking around the bottom of her purse. She's holding out hope something will happen and it will magically start ringing again but she knows better. It's never that easy.

"You did all that?" Liz has heard about the time Jack was away, of course but knowing Gwen now and knowing what she did then make Liz smiles. "Good. It makes me feel better you're even more capable that I thought, Gwen, because...I'm going off the field." She decides jumping into the thing she needs to say is probably best. "Unless you guys need a walking napalm strike, I'm gonna let the non pregnant people handle the big stuff." Liz looks at the sky, frowning. "Not sure how well it will work with all this shit, but I'm gonna try."

"I would rather have a gun than an engagement ring, any day. A lot more useful but," Liz shrugs and diverts her attention to the menu before her. "I'm not exactly a normal kinda girl." She mutters as she looks over the non frog based options.

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Alisa looks at the menu and she smiles. "Escargot isn't bad either.." She might see if she can gross out Liz but that won't happen. "Okay, no frogs legs. Nope, they just cook the legs. Your right, I think chicken is the universal flavor of things." She listens to her stomach growl and she pokes at the menu. The crapes sound good and she eyes the wine list a bit, she knows better and she'll settle for a coke.

"It's an amazing ring, very like Jack to get the best but no, it's not an alien death ray." Alisa stares at the ring that may as well be a distant star. "I'm not about the bling, I'd rather watch old movies and do the cuddle thing. Or, believe it or not finding him in the pool ass naked with his bits hanging out. I'm with Liz on this, I'm having fun doing Jack's paperwork right now."

Alisa orders water with lemon in it and she mmm hmms. "I'm happy to just be an indian. It's bad juju to have the spouse being in the running of things spot."

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Gwen looked back and forth between the girls. "What is normal anyway? Look at the lives we lead. I think for what we do, we're pretty stable. Barbie sure couldn't handle this life," she teased.

Reaching out, she gently patted Liz's hand with her own. "You're capable too, but I understand. I had planned to take time off too when I became pregnant. Then, well... You saw the Cardiff crater." She sighed and gently pulled her hand back. "Trust me, we'll find things for you to do. Owen and Jack will pass their paperwork off to you in an instant if you let them."

Gwen goes with the water too. If the girls can't drink, she won't. "Really? I didn't know that. I don't know much about juju." Gwen looked down at her menu, tempted to try the things she said she wouldn't. "Is that like karma?"

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"Snails?" Liz turned up her nose again at the idea of escargot. Nothing slimy, crawly or jumpy shall pass her lips today, or any day if she can help it. She's had enough slime in her mouth due to missions in her life.

Liz flashes Gwen a sympathetic look. "I'm glad we found you, brought you back where you belong." She turns her hand over to squeeze Gwen's hand in appreciation of the confidence she has in Liz. "Have you seen Owen's desk?" Liz snickers at the idea of helping him with paperwork. "I don't want to get near that thing. Scared something he left there that shouldn't be there will eat me."

Liz gets a white soda with a million bright red cherries floating in it. She's still on that same sugar kick from before. "It's like tempting fate." Liz nods to Alisa, then to Gwen. "Like with me getting pregnant. I bet you anything it's because I got so excited I wasn't when I had that scare, but..." She smiles, leaning back in her chair thoughtfully. "I think it was supposed to happen. It was just a matter of time." Liz drops her voice, blushing a bit. "We both need this, Owen and I. To learn to be grown ups or something like that."

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There's just something with being out here that doesn't feel right but it was a little given to figure out things here. "I don't think many people can. I'm surprised we hold on as well as we do. I've gone through so much change since Jack came for me." Alisa remembers standing at the gate to head back to New York with a drug she smuggled out of Torchwood One after it's fall, she had been responsible for it's creation and all it took was one outbreak in a Bronx Children hospital. It would of been one step off the plane and into the claws of UNIT.

She glances down at her belly and with two in side it's a belly of bellies and she runs her hand along the fabric of the white dress. "Owen's desk is a biohazard. I'm worried about the moldy sandwich and month old apple core." She orders herself a glass of water with berries in it and she gets something dessert worthy.