Room 206, Wednesday Afternoon

Isabela had heard today's radio, and while specific terms (like 'blog' and 'tumblr') had escaped her, she'd gotten the gist of things, which meant she'd pulled out one of her various works in progress and was revising it.

"You see, my dear," the dashing pirate queen drawled, brandishing a familiar looking journal. "If you didn't want anyone finding out about your fantasies, you should not have written them down. Especially not in such toe-curling detail."

Sorry, Kathy.

[Open door, open post.]