"Yeah, guess so." Moira replied just as reluctantly.
There was quiet for a moment.
"So, where are you staying at the moment?"
"Oh, some cheesy motel downtown. I tried calling a few of my friends but I couldn't really stay with any of them, for various reasons."
"Oh. Moira?"
"Yeah?"
"I was wondering, umm, would you like to go on tour with us?"
"Tour with you? Really? You mean it?" Moira's eyes lit up for a moment, then she glanced over at Isaac and Zac. "I'd love to, but umm, not if I'm not wanted."
Taylor followed her gaze.
"You're wanted by me, if no one else - I wonder why they were acting weird around you before."
"Acting weird around me? They've been plain ignoring me."
A sly grin crossed Taylor's face.
"Yeah... say, Moira, would you like to stay here tonight? We don't have an extra bed, but you can always, y'know, share mine."
Moira's eyes met him.
"Tay? What exactly are you plotting?"
"I'm just curious to see just how much we can get up to before they acknowledge your existence."
Moira giggled.
"Sounds like fun."
A little later that evening, Taylor and Moira were in bed. Taylor had been watching Isaac and Zac for a while, but eventually shook his head and rested it back onto the pillow.
"You'd think they would have coughed up a fuss by now."
Moira didn't answer.
"Moira? Are you ok?"
"Yeah... I just... I hate being ignored like this."
There was a contemplative silence.
"Tay?"
"Yeah?"
"What happened to Wendy?"