14249/When You're Downtown

When You're Downtown
Date of Scene:	31 March 2022
Location:	Club Lacey's, Red Hook
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Speedy (Queen), Batman, Ivory

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Speedy (Queen) has posed:
What was Thea doing in Gotham City? From the naked eye, it would appear that she was having a drink. Seated at the bar in a black form fitted cocktail dress, sparkle of diamonds from her ears shine when her her curled hair moves and bounces while turning her head to look around the room. Bright red lipstick slanted into a smile as she smirks at nothing in particular. The attention of the bartender pulls her back to look over towards him, "Dirty gin martini with two olives." she orders. Crossing her legs, one over the other letting the strappy stilletos she is wearing bounce as she shacks her leg.

Batman has posed:
"Mr. Wayne, Mr. Wayne!"

Paparazzi start flashing their cameras trying their best to get a snap shot of Gotham's most eligible bachelor. He was dressed to the nines, hair slicked back, beard newly shaved for that clean shaven handsome, tapered suit that just screamed 'I own the city'. He was adjusting his cufflinks when he had entered through the doors of the club. Of course, he made his way to the bar.

How could he avoid a drink?

Approaching the bar, it's hard to miss the Illustrious Thea Queen herself when Bruce spots her. "My my. I believe I've seen you before somewhere." Hard to miss the members of the Queen dynasty. "Scotch, highland brand. Let it breathe please." Bruce tells the bartender.

Ivory has posed:
There's some reasons for people to come to a dark nightclub. Even in a suit. Like the slender person getting in, the white suit with the high closed wing tip shirt striking out some. Looking carefully, there's the shape of a white cat emblazoned on the lapels, just barely visible as a shadow as the figure with the tied up hair moves towards the bar, nodding to a few before slipping to lean against the counter next to the redhead. They had evaded the paparazzi, but then again, who knows small time designers, even excentric ones like Ivory from White Persian Cat?

"I'll have a Big City Cat please. You know, some TomCatGin, Vermouth, Angosutra Bitter, and something red or orange to decorate."

Speedy (Queen) has posed:
     The martini glass is set down before Thea, a smile of thanks before she picks up the stainless steel pick that holds the two green olives that she'd ordered. Behind her, she'd heard the commotion as the door at opened to let in Bruce Wayne. A smile toying on her lips just as he arrives near her at the bar.
     Using the olives to stir her cold drink she looks over at Bruce. "I'm sure. More than likely with my brother, Olive Queen?" He was more in the spot light than she was, but she'd made a few appearances in the papers for various reasons. Her free hand comes up and its offered the him, "Thea Queen."
     Movement catch from the corner of her eye, she catches the approach of Ivory, turning her head only halfway to look in her direction before looking back to her introduction.

Batman has posed:
"Bruce Wayne." Bruce's hand finds Thea's in a good grip, though he tries to capture her fingers and with a no smlal bow, press his lips to the front of her hand for a gentlemanly, if a little flirty, kiss. She can also rip her hand away and slap him across the face if she finds his rather forward impression to be undesired.

"I've seen Oliver Queen time and again, but we've never actually met. Maybe it's because we're both rather magnanimous, unwise to put two in the same room or we might come to blows over attention." Bruce teases her. He looks at Ivory, giving a similar expression that Thea had done, before his attention is right back on her.

"Though you are here now without company and without the brother. A desire to get out on your own and have a lovely time?"

Ivory has posed:
Queen... Wayne... Both big players, hmm? But this was a highclass nightclub, a spot to enjoy a good time, not make business. "Maybe Miss Queen also did have a desire to see he sights of town. After all, this place is known to show some of them, or so I was told." Ivory injects without introducing themselves first, giving a little nod back to the two with a raise of the orange filled glass.

"But please excuse my comment there. I'm just Ivory Valentine, some small nieche designer from neighboring New York, so, what can I say in the matter surely doesn't count."

Speedy (Queen) has posed:
Thea watches as the Wayne bows over her hand and kisses it, an eyebrow flicking up in surprise, but she doesnt mind that he's doing it. Taking her hand away when he is finished, she laughs softly, "If nothing else, you and my brother have the same ego. You two should get along splendidly." given his idea that they'd come to blows over just needed attention in the same room.
     The stainless steel pick it lifted from her martini, tapping it gently on the rim of her glass to prevent any dripping before bringing the first olive to her mouth and removing it with her front teeth. Chewing thoughtfully for a moment before replying, "Maybe I wanted the attention in the room this time, and now you've come and ruined that." sighing over dramatically to emphasis her teasing remark.
     "You're not all wrong, Ivory Valentine." Thea turns her head towards them once again, "A designer you say?"

Batman has posed:
Bruce shrugs. "Maybe we would , maybe we wouldn't.' He plays off of sarcasm decently, but he looks at the drink that she ordered. "A good drink." He compliments her, though he seems to brush at his nose at the room to herself. "Well, perhaps I should guide you tot he dance floor and we can make the place ours. Equal shares." Bruce keeps his full attention on her.

Ivory's presence does nothing to stop Bruce's thought process. He looks at Ivory. "Nice to meet you, Ivory Valentine. Bruce Wayne." He gestures to himself. "But, the lady will do as she so desires at the end of the day." He turns his attention back to Thea. "Designers are in high demand these days."

Ivory has posed:
"Just a small one. I strive for a specific look that doesn't have a set gender to it, but sadly that doesn't have as much as a fanbase. Shirts with silly cats on them on the other hand, those do sell like hotcake." Ivory chuckles a moment at the descriptin they give themselves, offering a little bow in return, while simultanously raising the glass a little.

Speedy (Queen) has posed:
     Amused, Thea looks down drink and since it was mentioned, lifts it to her lips her drink. Letting the chilled the gin sit her mouth for a moment before she swallows. "Thank you." Taking the compliment, "It's my favorite. Especially if there is a good gin selection such as there is here." A hand gestures to the back wall of the bar, but its more than likely already been seen be either of them. It was all top shelf liquors.
     Again, a flicker of surprise comes across the Queens face at the offer of a dance, meeting his gaze for a few seconds as she makes her decision. "I'd love to."
     Breaking that gaze to look back to Ivory "I can't say I've ever bought directly from a designer." Not that things had not been bought for her... but she herself had never done it. "Is everything custom?"

Batman has posed:
The corner of Bruce's lips lift in a steady smile. "Delightful." At the topic of a good dance that is, but he looks at her gin. "Interesting, interesting." Bruce ponders a moment. "I've always been more of a scotch man. A fine whiskey brand takes much of the stress away." Though he looks at Ivory. "You catch me off guard, Thea. I imagine Ivory's designs must attract the best sort of attention."

He lifts his shoulders in a shrug though.

"I dare not speak for her sales though. Perhaps I'll have to look into it."

Ivory has posed:
"It's moslty the other way around. Customs make the smallest ammount, but the ready made shirts sell the best. And honestly? My designs are not made to catch attention to some things." Inhaling a little bit on the prange fluid's vapors from the glass, a little smile crosses their face.

"Well, let me explain on an example. My best selling product run is a T-Shirt design which I sold through a deal with some company. They manufature it in a sustainabe way, add the prints and sell them in their stores, they use my specs for the sizing and my name on the label. I get a royalty. Pretty standard business. On the other hand, I do make some designs to account for the body of the person wearing it to get to the right look that is right in between the percieved genders. Sorry, I am rambling there, aren't I?"

Speedy (Queen) has posed:
"And why do I take you off guard? I only meant that I've never bought anything directly from a designer. I'm sure her things are wonderful, or they wouldnt be selling. Now would they?" Thea says to Bruce. Though to his whiskey remark she moves her head from side to side, "A fine gin can be just as good as fine whiskey. There are many types of gins."
     "That sounds like a sold business plan." Thea tells Ivory, "Someone talents and seems to have the brains to make the business aspect happen as well. Very remarkable."

Ivory has posed:
With a smile and shrug, Ivory lifts their index finger at something Thea said. "I know pretty well why the cat shirts sell: becuase they are cute. But please, would you mind to use singular they?"

Offering an appologizing smile together with it, they add a little shrug after. "Well, part of such deals always is luck. To get noticed by the right people at the right time. It helps to stand out in that regard, like, wearing your own designs. The more eccentric ones. Or of course, to be special."

Speedy (Queen) has posed:
     Shaking her head, "I'm sorry, of course I will." Thea responds to Ivory.

Speedy (Queen) has posed:
     Shaking her head, "I'm sorry, of course I will." Thea responds to Ivory. Glad that she was corrected and she knows just what to use now.
     "I might have a few friends that might be interested in some eccentric designs, do you have a card? Or where should I direct them?"

Ivory has posed:
"Persian White Cat. Yes, my mascot's the name of the business." Ivory remarks, chuckling a little as they search for a card that has the namesake added on the side, kind of holding the nameplate. A cartoonish animal.