273/Whatever

Whatever
Date of Scene:	04 May 2017
Location:	Triskelion, New York City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Darcy Lewis, Phil Coulson

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Darcy Lewis has posed:
Another day. Another dollar. Darcy steps toward the elevators after leaving rhe floor od cubicles behind. All their staples and pencils and odda and ends refilled.

Phil Coulson has posed:
A couple of floors later, the elevator stops and Phil steps on. Seeing Darcy, he smiles warmly. "Well good morning. How's things?" he asks, as the doors slide closed.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
A bright smile is given in reply. One hand comes up to press her glasses back up.

"Morning. Im good. You?"

Phil Coulson has posed:
Phil smiles and shrugs a bit, "Not too bad. Another day in happy valley. You know how it is. Making your appointed rounds?"

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Thanks for the earworn," Darcy grouses as Happy Valley turns into Hidden Valley and the ranch dressing commercial jingle starts playing in her head. Her smirk takes rhe sting from her tone as ahe leans on her cart.

"Mmhmm. Kevin is out again, the jerk. Something with his kid. I dunno. Hope the little tyke's alright and gets well soon so Kevin can get back to making the rounds for me."

Phil Coulson has posed:
Phil Coulson nods, and then cants his head, "Wait, thank you for what? I didn't drop any song lyrics.." he says sounding confused. "Yeah, things can get sticky with kids. Good thing I never picked up that habit."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy waves off the ear worm, because explaining the tangent her mind took would take too long.

"Me either. Im bad ass aunt materialn but mom is way beyond me." she says, eyes rolling away.

Phil Coulson has posed:
:chuckles "I'm not even that great of an uncle material. I'd need siblings for that, and I don't have any."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"I'll lend you some of mine," Darcy says as if offering the best thing ever. Shexs not and she knows this. This does not stop her.

"Uncle Phil.... sounds cute." she adds thoughtfully, a fein on her face.

Phil Coulson has posed:
Coulson holds up a hand, "Oh no. I'm not taking any wayward youth from South Philadelphia."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"ugh! again with the earworms! Coulson you suck!" Darcy says swatting at phil's arm payfully.

Phil Coulson has posed:
Phil Coulson grins and leans in "Ahh, but this time I did it on /purpose/!"

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Which is why you suck!" Darcy retorts, resching up to put a finger in the middle of phil's forhead so she can push him back.

Phil Coulson has posed:
Phil laughs and takes a step back, "Just imagine if I used my powers of bad jokes for evil."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy shudders visibly.

"Oh god. You would be the Puninator!"

Phil Coulson has posed:
Phil ponders this, "Well, the Punisher is taken. I could wear a men's kimono and roll as Pundoshi?"

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Kung Fu Punda!" Darcy laughs brightly, striking a childish kung fu pose.

Phil Coulson has posed:
:rubs his chin, "That's not bad..I do know a bit of martial arts.."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"But do you suffer from panda asthma? Darcy asks relentlessly, wide vrin as she takes her turn to lean in.

Phil Coulson has posed:
Phil thinks about this a moment and shakes his head, "No..I'm healthy as a horse. Wait..what's panda asthma?"

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Youve never seen? oh man! i must educste you. My place. Friday. We are watching Kung Fu Panda. and you are look googling it ahead of time. i will know!"

Phil Coulson has posed:
Phil laughs at that, "I might even have plans Friday, you know." he says, teasingly. "Wait..are we going to /watch/ this movie or watch the movie?"

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"You're canceling. movie night is way more important." Dsrcy stayes before quirking abrow. "wow... not even a thought to dunner first you fuck. we wil watch the movie until yoy get the joke. theb maybe... we can /watch/ the movie."

Phil Coulson has posed:
Phil laughs, "I thought dinner was a given! Besides, it's not like I haven't already bought lunch.."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Lunch wss for palming. you want mambo number 5, its dinner at least," Dsrcy quips as the elevator dings and the doors open. she smiles over a shoukder ad she makes her way out