Ignore Kayla's calls.

You shake your head as you look at the screen. You told Kayla explicitly not to bother you today. You've already returned all the work emails you needed to. If it's anything other than her usual "calling to bitch about something you don't care about," then she should have left a voice message. You hit ignore.{if MasterShower = 1}{if NoProblem = 1}You decide to check on the progress of the travelers really quickly.{endif} You scroll through your contacts until you find Karen's number. If you know Jack, he'll be the one driving, so Karen should pick up.
"Hey James! How's it going?" Karen's voice was so reminiscent of Jenna's, only slightly more nasal, but not annoyingly so.
"Hey yourself! Just checking in on you guys. Got a progress update for me?"
Karen's chuckle was musical and playful, "We're making great time actually. We hit the road pretty early. Just got done with a quick breakfast pit stop, and we met up with Riley, actually! She's following us the rest of the way. That little car of hers is packed with stuff, James. Oh, we can't wait to see you all!"
You smile at the thought. Then you break the news about your little... housing adjustment. "Just wanted to let you know. My sister Zoe's here staying with us too, for a little while. She's having some problems with her husband, so she needed a place to crash. It's not going to mess up any sleeping arrangements or anything, just wanted to give you the heads up."
"Heard and understood, Jameson. The more the merrier, I say! Is she still playing in that band? I remember having a lot of fun seeing that show a few years back....What's that?" she seems to be answering a question you didn't hear, either from Jack or Allison. "His sister Zoe....yeah the punk rocker....yeah, that's what I said, too...." her voice comes back louder again. "Sorry, where was I?"
"Asking about Zo. No she hasn't played with the band for a while. She's been mostly just bar-tending and freelancing at different tattoo places. Hey maybe she'll give Allison her first!" You chuckle softly.
"Uh...over my dead body, James! Not as long as she still lives under my roof. Once she goes to school, she can do whatever she likes." Her tone is mock severity: she's not kidding, but she's not angry.
"Well, technically, she'll be under my roof, Karen. Hehe. Anyway just wanted to update my timetable. You guys drive safe and we'll see you when you get here. Hope you all are bringing your appetites, and your swimsuits, because Jenna has something serious planned for tonight!"
"Sounds fu....sounds pretty awesome! See you then!" You say goodbye and hit "End." Karen used to curse like a sailor in high school. It's funny to hear her try to exercise restrain as an adult.
You idly check your Facebook and check out the weather for the upcoming weekend. After a minute or two, Jenna appears in the office doorway. {if RefuseStore =1} "I'm heading out. See you when I get back." she lingers in the doorway, head cocked. "Can I get a kiss? I'm not sure what the problem is, but you're acting kind of strange."
You go to the doorway. With all your self-control, you manage to deliver a convincingly passionate kiss. You even roam your hands down to her ass, squeezing it tightly.
"Mmm... thank you. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine if you're fine." you reply a little cryptically.
"If something's up, you know that you can tell me, right?"
"Of course, baby. My little girl is coming home today. What do I have to be upset about?"
She looks at you dubiously. Is that...fear in her eyes? It's gone quickly.
"Ok. I'll be back, baby."
{else} She's such a dime. Her skin is a few shades darker than fair; her father was Irish, but her mother had been Italian and Puerto Rican. She sometimes has her mother's "Latin temper." Riley has almost none of her mother's coloring, except for the dark hair, but Jared tans to a medium brown in the summer. Riley and you always burn more than tan.
You realize your mind is wandering, and you missed her question.
"I'm sorry. I was distracted by your beauty, my dear. What's your question?"
She shakes her head in annoyance. "I said...{if NoProblem = 1} 'Are you ready to go to the store?'"{else}'I need you to come with me to the store'. There's a lot of groceries to get before they get here, and I need...help!"{endif} and there's that "Latin temper." She always gets pissed when you don't listen.
{if NoProblem = 1}"Yes dear."{endif}{endif}
{else}
You pull up Google and do a quick search for plumbers. You can't remember the last time you called one; you suppose it's been at least two years since you've needed to.

After three straight plumbers tell you in no uncertain terms that no one's available this weekend, you dial up one more, hoping.
"Jackson Plumbing. Anita speaking. Are you calling about an existing job, or are you making an appointment?"
You put on your best charming voice. "Hi Anita. I'm calling because I'm in a bit of a bind and I'm hoping you'll help me out. I'm playing host to family from out of town this week and one of my bathrooms is out of commission. Almost not shower pressure and somethings up with the sink, too. I understand that it's short notice, but it would save my life if i could get someone out to check it out today."
Her voice sounds sympathetic, but not hopeful, "That's a real bummer, sir. Unfortunately, it looks here like we don't have an opening until Monday morning at 7:00 am."
"Is there anyway we can work something out for sooner? I'm sorry to be a pain, it's just my wife will kill me if I don't give it my best shot." You hear a chuckle from the other end.
"I can talk to Dennis, the owner, if you like. Can I put you on hold?"
"Anita, thank you. Absolutely."

After a few minutes of nervous twiddling of your thumbs, the receiver picks up and a gruff, older man's voice answers.
"This is Dennis Jackson. I understand you have a plumbing situation, needs fixing asap. Here's what I can do for you. There's just no way I can get anyone out today, but if you'd be willing to pay a little extra, I can pull a guy in on Saturday who has the day off. We'd do it first thing, probably 8 or 9 AM. Or I can put you down for the first available appointment on Monday."{endif}