"You need to share your personal stash." She dipped her finger on the sauce on the edge of the bottle and pressed her finger to her lips. Her eyes fluttered close for a minute. She had missed the spicy taste of tobasco. It was their own strange little dietary quirk, putting hot sauce on everything. Just part of the fun of being an alien.
She set the bottle back on the table. She wasn't here for breakfast, she was here to talk to Max about something serious. She had already brought the issue to Liz who had made it clear that this was her home now and where she wanted to stay. Isabel couldn't understand that considering Maria was her best friend. How could she live with Maria just being out there somewhere? And Maria was the rare one of the group who never had and would never have alien powers. She was just another helpless human.
"Max, we need to talk about our plan here. I know you and Liz are nesting or whatever but Michael is still out there. And Maria and Kyle too. You know how hot headed Michael is. He can't be out there alone. He needs us."
She was telling Max things that he already knew. Michael wasn't fit to be a leader and they had already proven that time and time again. They needed to find him or Isabel was going to worry herself sick. .... you know, if she ever actually got sick which she didn't.