Maria turned to Michael. "Wow, he's a lot taller in person." She spoke, speaking of Vincent.
He shook her head in agreement. "Yeah, and a lot less intimidating."
"Michael, this is so exciting! You're gonna meet your sister!" She clapped her hands and jumped up and down.
"I hope. Hey who're you calling?" He looked at the phone in her hand.
"Liz. I've got to tell her where I am or she'll freak. You know how she is." Maria rolled her eyes.
"Yeah." He understood perfectly.
Maria walked up to the phone and began to dial Liz's number. With the three hour time difference, it would be about 8:00 Mountain time. By the time she had finished dialing, Vincent and Catherine had returned and were patiently waiting.
"Hello?" Liz's voice echoed in Maria's ear.
"Hola, chica! What up?" Maria tried to reassure Liz with a cheerful tone.
"Maria, is that you? Where the hell are you?!"
"Liz, hold up, I'm putting you on speaker phone so Michael can talk, too."
Her voice blasted loud and clear throughout the room. Vincent and Catherine turned in amused wonder. "What! Michael's there? Damn it Maria, didn't we talk about you going on long car trips with Michael?"
Michael looked suprised. "Hey, I didn't know that! Liz, I thought you loved me!"
"Michael, please! You, Maria and unexpected car trips always turn out for the worst. Max, stop asking questions! I can't hear them with you talking!"
"Max is there? Way to go, Liz! You're long overdue on details, babe!" Maria smiled slyly.
"Stop joking around!" Liz sounded seriously pissed. "Where are you, Maria?"
"We're uh, in, ah, New York…and uh…"
"What!? New York!! Why the hell are you…damn it Max, shut up! Maria, why are you in New York?" She seemed to be letting her rational side take control.
"Liz, don't be mad, we're just looking for more of us." Michael started to plead with her. "I think there's a girl here who's 'not from around here' if you know what I mean. Can you guys come out? You should be here to meet her."
"I can ask Max." Her helpful side was definitely coming through.
There was mumbling from the phone and Max came on, his voice demanding. "You want all of us to just leave Roswell and come to New York to meet some girl who might be one of us? Michael, we can't just pick up and leave! What would we tell our parents? It's the middle of the school year!"
"Max, I know this is sudden and I didn't want to force this on you, but this is real important to me and I'd like for you all to be there. You guys are like family. Come on." His pleading was more evident now than it ever was.
Max paused to whisper something to Liz. "Okay Michael. Give us a few days to get there. Now give me an address."
Michael turned to Catherine questioningly. "Can we meet them here, Cathy?"
She just shrugged. "Yeah, go ahead."
Michael rattled off the address then finished up the conversation. After talking to Liz for a minute, he hung up.
Turning back to the group, he opened him mouth to speak. "What do we do now? They'll probably be here some time in the next few days. What will we do 'til then? I can't just sit around and wait!" Michael began to pace.
Vincent stepped forward. "Catherine and I have decided to take you Below. You will be given rooms to sleep in and will probably meet Taja tomorrow." A miniscule smile graced his face.
Maria jumped into action. "Alright then, let's get going. I'm so tired and really hungry and would…"
"Maria, I know you're nervous, hell, so am I, but you don't need to rattle on and on and on!" Michael smirked in her direction.
"Jeez, alright! Bitch much?" She stuck her tongue out at him.
"Okay, okay. Stop you two. You're acting like four-year-olds. By the way, there are some young children down there so please refrain from using that language around them." Catherine called her teacher voice, refereeing them.
Maria had the good graces to blush. "Will do. Sorry about it anyway."
"That's all right. Let's get going. It's already late enough and we don't want to disturb anyone."