[center][h2][b][color=mediumturquoise]Phoenix West[/color][/b][/h2]
[b]Interacting with:[/b] Jordan, CJ, Ivy, Hiji, Weston && Colette[/center][hr][hr]

[b]TheLightningBird:[/b] Ours runs from ten to eleven. I think we should be okay. 
[b]TheLightningBird:[/b] We will finish up, walk around with you guys for an hour and then head to Josh's panel.
[b][i]TheSpiderQueen is typing. . .[/i][/b]
[b]TheSpiderQueen:[/b] Look at that, everything works out! I'll be at Dunkin' Donuts in about ten minutes. See you guys!
[b]TheLightningBird:[/b] See you, Ivy! I should go before Jordan throws something at me.
[b]TheLightningBird:[/b] Hopefully Dakota, Miles, Norma, and Morgan are all fine with these plans.
[b][i]WildWest is typing. . .[/i][/b]
[b]WildWest:[/b] You have to be kidding me. Norma is here? Better start running.
[i][b]TheSpiderQueen is typing. . .[/b][/i]
[b]TheSpiderQueen:[/b] Rest in pieces, Wes. I'll speak at your funeral.
[b][i]WildWest and Sleuth12 are typing. . .[/i][/b]
[b]Sleuth12:[/b] It won't be happening. The dying part, I mean.
[b]WildWest:[/b] Bless you, Ivy.

Taking a sip of her coffee and smirking, Phoenix set her phone down on the table and glanced over to her best friend. He seemed to be doing a bit better, but not by much. "Oh, come on, stop freaking out. I doubt Josh is as bad as you are right now and he has a panel too." She took another sip of her coffee, "And I can't even freak out because I'm too busy dealing with you."

"Sorry," he said, tapping his fingers against the table, "I'll be alright. Just a little.. you know, anxious."
A quiet smile from his best friend, "We all are. But these guys are our friends. They won't judge us, that's for sure."

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[center][h2][b][color=goldenrod]Ivy Brooks[/color][/b][/h2]
[b]Interacting with:[/b] CJ && Colette[/center][hr][hr]
After finishing her conversation with the others, Ivy made a beeline straight for the Dunkin' Donuts where she was supposed to meet Colette and CJ. They would be the first members of the group to meet, apparently. Opening the door with her black slender nails, Ivy walked inside with a confident stride (even though she looked like she just walked out of a Halloween special of [i]Friends[/i]). 

As she entered the small orange building, she glanced around inside. [i]Was Colette and CJ already here?[/i]