Livvie's had an interesting week. If by interesting you mean one that has resulted in nothing short of a shouting match with another Adept about what is and is not considered safe conduct when talking to Changelings over the internet. Or what Livvie has assumed is a Changeling, anyway.

She's not any closer to fixing the Paradox and the damned thing is growing. She should, she realizes, call Nadine, track down Sara, deal with this problem but tonight? Tonight it's not raining and Livvie's tired of talking shop. She wants to just...talk.

Harry's busy. What he's busy doing is long, complicated, and not exactly clear to her but she recognizes the need to lock oneself into a room and finish something when she sees (hears?) it, so Livvie keeps the phone call short.

Ring, ring. Are you busy tonight, Morgan?