The Arms Hotel, Friday Evening

It had been a rough few weeks--make even rougher by Raven's surprise appearance at Fast Eddie's last night. Karla was still unsure of what to make of that, and had spent all of the time since then ensconced in the library, trying to find something, anything about what could have explained Raven's sudden appearance and disappearance from their midst.

Which was why Warren had stepped in and very politely, but firmly, informed her that they were going to spend the evening together and relaxing for a few hours. Karla had protested, futilely, but Warren was implacable in his own soft-spoken way and eventually Karla had agreed that a few hours not fretting about Raven wouldn't be the end of the world.

Now, the remains of room service on a tray by the hotel door and Warren's hands massaging away some of the tension in her neck and shoulders, ( Karla was surprised to find herself feeling better than she had in weeks. )

( And then Karla made a phone call.... )

[ooc: Preplayed with not_a_parakeet, blondecanary, and trigons_child. Open for a specific phone call, but otherwise, NFI.]