Scathach answered her phone. It has been a tiresome evening, since the Dark Elders hadn't exactly left the Earth alone after the battle for San Francisco. To make things more complicated, she was housing Billy the Kid and the Italian, who were being searched by Quetzalcoatl (She owned a debt of sorts to Billy, but had no fondness whatsoever for Machiavelli). In the other line, the voice she came to attribute to She Who Watches spoke. She told her that Sophie was suffering and needed some friends over and something about Christmas dinner. It was laughable. Sophie couldn't be so disgruntled, could she?

"Scatty, what are you talking about?" Billy asked. His curiosity what'd never been good for him, but she guessed he would want to know, or maybe even attend.

"It's Sophie. She's been lonely recently, and apparently Tsagaglalal..." Billy cowered slightly at the name of the ancient She Who Watches "...thinks it would do her some good to celebrate this Christmas"

"Count me in. But if we're going to do this, we have to do it big. As in invite-every-good-guy kind of big. Do you know the phone number of Joan and Francis?"

"Maybe we could use that Mount Tamalpais leygate" Joan said "It's not like Sophie never helped any of us. I think she matters a little more than your's, Will's and Palamedes' drinking nights"

"They're not drinking nights! The last time we met we were trying to fight for Danu Talis alongside a hook-handed man. I think we earned the right to do some catching up!" Francis said, slightly infuriated

"I have an idea. Why don't you invite them. The Flamels most likely died, so there isn't much Palamedes can complain about"

"THEY WANT US TO WHAT?!"

"Palamedes, you're yelling" Will said

"He's what? By the way you are taking a bath this time" Said Francis on the other line of the phone

"Come on, Palamedes. It's not the end of the world, and since the Flamels are missing there won't be anybody you really hate there" Will shrugged

Virginia Dare tilted her head. How odd, Shakespeare and Palamedes buying airplane tickets? To San Francisco, out of all places? Something fishy was going on. The Notre Dame leygate had been activated too. Both ocurrences led her to believe something was happening on San Francisco. Sadly, she did not have the power to open up a leygate, nor did she want to buy an airplane ticket and leave a trail to all the myriad Elders who wanted her head (Or, more specifically, her memories, on a plate). But she did have another option. Quickly, she turned her head to a mirror hanging in Doctor Dee's old office (Yes, she inherited Enoch Enterprises, Dee's old company). Then she repeated the name. Thrice, and he came.

"You could take that awful hood off sometimes, couldn't you?"

"You can't just call me like that" Josh Newman said

"I need to be on San Francisco quickly"

"And what do you think I am? Cosmic taxi?"

"I suppose you're not aware of your sister's little party, are you?"