12475/Coffee

Coffee
Date of Scene:	21 November 2020
Location:	The Coffee Bean - Manhattan
Synopsis:	Nick is not all that informative when Priss asks if things are okay
Cast of Characters:	Phantasm (Drago), Voodoo

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Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Mike?"

"Mike?"

A knitcapped man steps over to the counter of the well populated but not yet crowded coffee shop. "That's me," He states with a tired nod accepting the sleeved cup. "Thanks."

With a turn the exhausted musician glances around the store. Seemingly out of curiousity but considering the nature of events that led to him moving out of Wade's condo. There's the healthy sense of paranoia that he's been nursing. Fortunately he's also an actor so fatigue is the only thing being displayed at the moment.

Voodoo has posed:
Saturday. Saturday is not Priss's favorite time of the week, today doubly so. She went to work, and then home, and she's in her 'just got out of bed' look...which is to say, jeans and a t-shirt thrown on over her costume, which is exactly what anyone would expect given Priss's exotic dancer career. Her other career? Less sequins, more blood and walking the streets and helping out those who can't help themselves.^R
In short, Priss has on her t-shirt, jeans and costume somehow mixed together. Her half top not exposing skin, but sequins, and her jeans hanging low revealing more sequins. Much to her irritation. She was just so tired when she got home she didn't change. It's suppposed to just be a quick coffee stop and home to wash her costume, turn her cell off and relax, but....,Priss isn't giving herself that luxury. Instead she's waiting for coffee, just slightly grumpy, and for Priss, that's not usually a good thing, doubly so when she's got no caffeine and telepathy and all her gifts. Still she's not trying to nudge anyone's mind yet...though the knitcap ets her curiosity.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
As Nick's glance around the room returns towards the counter. His glance shifts over to Priss. CRAP. A mind reader is not what he needs right now. Upon the two of them matching glances, he gives a cursory nod. Sipping his coffee to prevent the actual need to speak before he starts to walk past her.

Voodoo has posed:
Priss isn't actually interested in what is, or isn't in Nick's mind right now. Instead she lifts a hand to wave, revealing more sequins. Is her costume made of sequins? Apparently so. Still she gives him a nod in return too. "Hey" she says gently and glances at the coffee.

Being a telepath has its drawbacks. Like now, and people generally don't like Priss reading their minds. Even though right now she's not doing that...not doing that. More she's just trying to stay awake and shake off the just rolled out of bed look.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
As Priss greets him, Nick pauses, looking over to her. "Hey." He returns, before offering an apologetic smile "...Kind of on the clock. Got to head out. Have a great day."

Voodoo has posed:
Priss shakes her head with a rueful smile, "Ain't that the truth" she offers and looks just as apologetic. "I was earlier. hence my getup and choice of clothing." she mutters, "I'll get out of your way then?" she asks with a kind of worried look...the sort that asks if she did something to upset poor Nick, even as she's more focused on that than coffee, because her suite has a kitchenette.

Even if it's store bought coffee, true. Priss can drink that stuff, amazingly enough.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
The expression triggers a slight pang of guilt. Oh God, not THAT look. Nick gives a mild grimace of apology. "...Sorry. That came out wrong. I just got some stuff to deal with. Studio's a bit jumpy. Schedule's been messed up. That kind of stuff."

Voodoo has posed:
Priss nods quietly with a worried look. "Everything alright?" she asks. Which is her way of asking alright, how then can I help if I can?

See, riss is just as guilty as well. Looking over to Nick again, Priss sighs and looks worried, which....given just what she is, she's concerned about Nick really, she's just concerned really.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick glances aside as he considers his response. He's already got several people prodding and the more people who prod, the more likely there's going to be even more backlash.

"When is everything ever alright?" He asks, "Life isn't perfect." He pauses, "I'll be fine." He gives a slight nod.

Voodoo has posed:
"True true" Priss says and looks just a little worried still however, but she's not digging into Nick's thoughts consciously. Instead, she listens an quietly smiles a little.

"I know how that goes" Priss says and cants her head for a moment. "Life's not perfect, oh blieve me I know that" Priss admits with h a sad look, like she'd been through the ringer of life. True, she has, though she glances from Nick to the counter.

Coffee, small meals, see it's not so bad here. Still Nick has her interest piqued a little.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick gives a half nod. "Yeah..." He bites his lip. It's not a good thing to be pushing his luck like this. "I should get going. Maybe we'll talk later. Enjoy your coffee." He lifts up the cup giving a mock toast to the dancer befroe he continues on towards the door.