2082/Taking A Bite Out of the Big Apple

Taking A Bite Out of the Big Apple
Date of Scene:	20 August 2017
Location:	New York City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Blossom McKinley, Iron Man

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Blossom McKinley has posed:
Normally it isn't something the young lady named Blossom gets to do often, taking off for a weekend to get away from Gotham. But after some serious scrimping and saving she managed to save enough to afford a train trip down and a reasonably clean hotel room for a couple of nights and even some spending money. But the time to head back is upon her and she is giving the city one last meander on her way to the train station. She kind of sticks out, obviously a tourist, wide-eyed and not really paying attention to her surroundings. Might cause a collusion with her fellow pedestrians if she's not careful!

Iron Man has posed:
Not paying attention is an incredibly dangerous practice in Midtown Manhattan. With the throngs of people, it's much like letting fate have its way with you.

Equally problematic are groups of people that feel the need to travel together in such populous locales. One such group, with a well-suited fellow in the centre (who, unsurprisingly has his ear pressed tightly to a cellphone), also moves about the area. They aren't on their way to the train station; rather, the entourage mills forward, negotiating the crowd as the fellow in the centre natters into the phone.

"This is amazing, you can //still// hear me? I think we may have solved the deadzone issue--"

At that moment, unbeknownst to Tony, his security get recalled to the building. Their only job at the moment was to negotiate the crowd, and so with them gone, he actually collides with the young woman. He manages to sound indignant enough as he notes, "You need to pay attention," even if someone could say it back to him.

Blossom McKinley has posed:
*OOOOPH* comes the exhale of air once the impact happens, the sound more than loud enough to be heard over the buzz of sound that is a constant in the city. Flustered and embarrassed over her lapse in attentiveness, Blossom pauses and looks around, missing sight of Tony at first as she looks in the other direction "Oh... damn. I am sorry, mister. I didn't mean to..." As she speaks she whips her head towards the direction the voice it came from, her words faltering upon seeing who it is she had the literal run in with.

Tony Stark.

Stuttering at first, she gawks and blushes, clearly unsure how to react. She already apologized but something that sounds like another 'I'm sorry' escapes her, causing her to wince when she realizes just how meek it sounded. "I mean. Mister Stark. I am very sorry for bumping into you." Clearing her throat, she adds sheepishly, "Please don't sue me," the last meant as a joke. Kinda.

Iron Man has posed:
Tony squints at her uncertainly. And then she asks him not to sue her, "...right." He actually smirks at the thought and he emits a low chuckle, "That's not--huh." Evidently she's rendered him momentarily speechless. "I don't think I've ever sued anyone--"

Despite the security detail mostly being gone, one sole security guard lingers nearby and sees fit to interrupt. "Justin Hammer," Happy manages with a stoic expression.

"Hammer doesn't count. That guy thinks he's a rockstar."

"That sounds familiar," Happy sasses back.

Tony turns towards Blossom. "Do you like Justin Hammer? Or is his whole weird dance schtick too... gimmicky?" His head cants to the side.

Blossom McKinley has posed:
"Oh! Well, I am glad. I'm not very well off and I'd hate to have my wages cut to pay you if you were to do so." Chuckling herself, now, Blossom relaxes when she realizes Tony's chill and is not going to sic his legal team on her. "Of course, I suppose there is a certain... rustic charm to living in a car. Oh, wait. I'd have to get a car, first."

The byplay between Mister Stark and Happy is listened to, the ice cream scooper silent so not to interrupt their discussion, the quiet from her lasting until she's addressed again. "Way too gimmicky. And an obvious attempt at his trying to be cool like you." Nice, Blossom. That should win brownie points with Mister Stark. Right? Well, she can hope, anyway. "I probably should let you go. You know. Since you look... looked busy." Wait. How does she know what he looked like? She was the one not paying attention, after all!

Iron Man has posed:
Tony snap-points at Blossom, "I like her. We need to get her a hot dog." Happy rolls his eyes. Tony, however, begins leading them to one of the many hot dog carts that line the area--one with a particularly long line up. Yes, Tony Stark lines up for hot dogs, but only when they're guaranteed to be good.

He scratches his temple, "First time in New York?" He's casual enough. But then he reaches for the product he'd been testing, "Our new phone. The Stark phone." He frowns. "We're working on the name. Needs to be something punchier. Luthor has his LexPhone." He rolls his eyes. "I don't want to name the phone after me, but it needs to be cool. Someone in our social media department suggested getting a superhero sponsor. That seems... odd. What do you think?"

Blossom McKinley has posed:
Blossom follows along, deciding that one last dirty water dog would be good. Thankfully Tony seems like he'll buying as she's pretty well broke and is looking at having to walk home from the train station once she returns to Gotham. "Yeah. Suppose it's obvious, right? The way I'm acting and all that, I mean." And it's probably obvious to anyone who might want to rob her. Very fortunate that she ran into Tony when she did as she probably had at least one would-be theif following her around, waiting for the perfect time to strike.

The phone mentioned is given a bit of consideration, then, the blonde mulling over ideas in her head which is angled just to the left. "Well, I don't think it's that odd," she says quietly to the two men she's now in the queue with, "but hey, you don't need to get a superhero sponsor. You /are/ a superhero, after all. Why not call it something like the IronPhone or..." Well, that sounded a lot cooler before she said that. Groaning, she winds up just shrugging and rolling her eyes at herself. Lame. So lame.

Iron Man has posed:
"Yeah, I thought about that," Tony actually shoots Happy a look, "but some of my people suggested it was a bad idea. Also it sounds really heavy, right?" He issues her a lopsided grin though, "A-for effort, Kid." He sniffs loudly before finally asking. "Where were you heading? So many people get lost here. Even the occasional New Yorker." Pause. "Not me. I have GPS built in," to the suit of course, and JARVIS's ever-connected earpiece.

"If you think of any other names, let me know. Everything people propose is terrible. It has to be better than Hammer's HammerPhone." He groans. "Ugh. I hate that guy."

Blossom McKinley has posed:
"Right. It does sound like it'd weigh a ton. People would probably avoid buying one based on that alone." Happy gets a smile from Blossom if he looks her way but she speaks to Tony mostly unless addressed by his bodyguard. "Name's Blossom, not Kid," she swiftly points out to Tony then, looking as if she's feeling a bit more comfortable talking to the CEO-slash-superhero-celebrity. "Oh. Me? Heading to the train sation. Wanted to look around the city one last time before I have to go back home, take in some more of the sights before returning to the doom and gloom of Gotham." Now, she probably is no where near Grand Central but hey, that's okay. Maybe she'll get pointed in the right direction if she is lost.

Nodding, Blossom almost says something, maybe even going as far as to offer him her number so he can call if he wants to hear anymore ideas from her, but then he brings up Hammer again, causing her to laugh. "He seems like a tool."

Iron Man has posed:
"Blossom then. Like... the flower? Or the television series," Tony squints. "I feel like I watched that series after school when I was a kid." His lips twist to the side as if that will help his memory at all. "Gotcha. Well--Grand Central is a ways from here. You been there yet?" He rubs his chin. "And yeah, everyone should get out of the doom and gloom of Gotham sometimes. It's a weird place." He lifts his hands and shrugs his shoulders, "And I've been a lot of weird places. Seriously." Tony really does say what he thinks.

"Good," Tony nods at the mention of Hammer being a tool. "I'm glad you agree. His name is a tool of course he's a tool."

Blossom McKinley has posed:
Tony gets a nod, there, as well as a bit of a wince. Everyone asks if she's named after that show, even now despite it being ages since it aired. "Flower. Not the TV show." Thank God she wasn't named after the show, awesome as it might've been when it aired. She got teased enough for it. Frowning, then, she reaches up to scratch the back of her neck, Blossom looking around again. Figures she is in the wrong part of the city. Not surprising, really, considering NYC is 303 square miles. "Damn. I thought it was that way." Pointing in the direction she looks in, then, she is most assuredly lost. "Gotham is weird. But it's been my home for all my life, so it's what I know." Poor kid.

Lowering her arm, Blossom adds as a stage whisper kind of aside, "How does he manage not to stay out of jail," that asked about the very guy they're discussing.

Iron Man has posed:
"Yeah, seems like you could use a compass or a map or something, Kid," evidently the nickname is sticking, even if Tony knows her real name. "Tell you what," he looks towards Happy who suddenly begins to look somewhat sullen, "you can borrow Happy for the afternoon. He'll drive you wherever you wanna go, and in exchange, text me," he reaches into his jacket pocket and extracts a business card with nothing but a cell number on it, "three potential names for the phone." He really is scraping the bottom of the barrel for phone names.

Tony smirks about the last and ducks his head, "It's a wonder. But it's amazing what a security blanket wealth can be."

It's then that the pair reach the front of the line. The vendor immediately greets Tony, "Mister Stark! The usual?"

"The usual and another," he motions towards Blossom.

The pair each get a hot dog--Tony's with a healthy dose of hot peppers--and Tony gives the guy a few bills in turn. And then, instinctively he turns to Blossom, "Don't worry. Happy doesn't like hot dogs."

"I'm watching my blood pressure. There's so much salt in that," Happy objects.

Blossom McKinley has posed:
Blossom takes the card and smiles, not bothering to look to see Happy's reaction at Tony voluntelling him to give her a ride. "Yeah. Next time I'll come better prepared. Looking foolish once is bad enough. I'd hate to look foolish a second time." Quirking something of a lopsided grin, she slides her backpack off of one shoulder and tugs it around front so she can access the front pocket where Tony's business card is put. There. Nice and safe! The backpack gets put back on her back, the straps adjusted just in time to order one for herself. "I'll take mine with oni... oh, no. Not onions." She doesn't want onion breath while talking with Tony, right? Riiiiight. "Relish, mustard and ketchup, thanks."

While the vendor's preparing their food she tilts a fast glance Happy's way, her amusement easy to catch in her expression. "You have to watch your blood pressure, yet you work for Mister Stark?" Yes, she is finding that ironic.

Iron Man has posed:
"Good to know you learn from your mistakes," Tony smirks as he takes a bite of his hot dog. The bonding over Justin Hammer's terribleness has put him in a good mood which Blossom seems to benefit from. "Alright. It's decided then. Happy will go with you, or you with him?" he shrugs at his bodyguard. "And I gotta head back to work. Pepper will have my head if I miss another meeting with China. I honestly should just /go/ to China if they want to meet with me so bad. The suit can handle it." His eyebrows lift, "Take care Kid, and don't run into anyone else. /They/ might sue you." He winks at that.

As Tony walks away, Happy turns towards Blossom, "More like I have to watch my blood pressure /because/ I work for Mister Stark."