3982/Just Another Breakfast

Just Another Breakfast
Date of Scene:	28 February 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Dazzler, Slipstream, Havok

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Dazzler has posed:
Just another morning at Fred's Diner, and the usual crowd is well settled into their routines. Alison Blaire is one of the regulars here, although today she breaks from the routine. Walking into the diner, the blonde isn't dressed like typical Alison. Armored gloves and leggings, hair pulled back into a pompadour, and a blue starburst over her left eye are all enough to catch attention.

Dazzler has entered the building.

Walking up to the counter, she greets the owner with a smile and orders her usual coffee and a bagel. It's an unspoken secret that Alison is Dazzler, especially in this part of town. So while folks are initially caught off-guard, no one is really all THAT surprised.

Slipstream has posed:
Heading into the cafe is Drake, who is starting to make this a destination jaunt for him now on his morning sprints. He is dressed in a pair of joggers and a snug black Under Armor shirt. He spies Dazzler and gives a wide grin. "Hey gorgeous! You are looking badass this morning. What's going on?" He says as he ambles over to her.

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler turns from the counter to head for her usual table, flashing Drake a smile in return. "Just getting breakfast as usual." she replies. "I figured with all the fuss around mutants recently, that I'd offer a visible deterrent to any... shennanigans. If people want to mess with mutants, I'm right here." She pauses, then points to the table. "Actually I'll be right over there. Had breakfast yet?"

Slipstream has posed:
"Not yet." Drake says as he leans over and pecks her on the cheek, then gives a long stretch of his body. "I met half the Avengers at this point. All of them have poked and prodded me and took scans. I guess I will hear from them at some point if they figure me out." He gives a look over to the table. "I am thinking of pancakes, then working on my powers. You in?"

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler returns the cheek kiss casually, then slides into the booth. "Well if they DO figure you out, I want a full report." she replies, teasingly. "And yeah, I could help you out. I've been listening to Megadeth all morning, so I'm pretty charged up." And yeah, there's an iPod with headphones clipped to her belt. "We'll have to find somewhere with plenty of space, though."

Slipstream has posed:
"I'll make sure you get a complete analysis." Drake winks as he shifts into his seat, then plucks up the menu to take a look at it. "I love Megadeth. That's so old school. Are you listening to Symphony of Destruction?" He asks curiously as he props his chin up in the palm of his hand. "Also, if we're going to practice, I want to do rooftops. Also, if you're in the mood for some action, you should try on some Nightwish. I think it's really up your alley."

Dazzler has posed:
"Yeah, I've got the whole 'Countdown to Extinction' albumn loaded." Dazzler replies. She smirks, then asks "And is there anything -wrong- with being old school?" She sips her coffee, ripping the bagel open and spreading cream cheese. "Think you're ready for rooftops? I've probably got enough juice to pull out an improptu net if we need one, but I'm just sayin'. Oooooh! It's been a while since I've put in Nightwish. I think I've got 'Oceanborn' on this thing..."

Slipstream has posed:
"Kinda been doing rooftops for a few days now in secret." Drake admits with a laugh, shrugging his shoulders upwards. "So far, I haven't got splat, but I only do short, manageable jumps. I'm thinking of doing something bit farther now." There's a grin along his face. "I like Bye Bye Beautiful.. It hits really hard. One of my favorite tracks of theirs. Too bad they split up a long time ago."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler shakes her head and rolls her eyes. "Drake, that's how people die..." she replies softly. "But you wouldn't be the first mutant or meta to do dumb things. Or the last. I'll make sure I'm ready with a net. Just in case." She nibbles at her bagel between sips of coffee. The two get an occasional look from the other patrons, but no one looks uncomfortable.

Slipstream has posed:
"Yeah, I didn't think Lar would let me just jump off roofs because of how overprotective he gets, and if I went out with Jess, we'd probably just... you know." Drake grins at her as he props his chin up in the palm of his hand. "So this way I can get out, stretch my legs and kinda experiement. I'm sure when superheroes learn to fly the first time, they fall off a few roofs themselves. I don't mind taking risks. I figure if I do fall, I can hopefully use my powers to safely zip down to safety. You know... we should try that..."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler smirks at that, nodding. "Yeah, I know." She doesn't elaborate; this IS a public restaurant, after all. "Try using your powers to zip to safety?" Dazzler replies with a lift of a brow, sipping her coffee. "I -can- fly by blasting light energy like the jets on Iron Man's suit. But it takes a LOT of energy, so I don't do it a lot."

Slipstream has posed:
"I figured if I can use it to speed myself about, I could probably use it to land safely. Maybe. I don't know. I'll have to utilize your net technique I guess." Drake grins wryly at her. "Provided you don't run outta juice. Just crank that metal up I guess. Also, you wanna do a livestream tonight? I was thinking of hosting you later. I'm going to probably hit about a hundred k' since it's an anniversary event at Blizzard and after that, I can put my followers on your chan. Light you up."

Dazzler has posed:
"A livestream? Sure, I'd like that." Dazzler replies, finishing the bagel and focusing on the coffee now. "I'll keep the makeup on this time, since I'll be expecting it." Unlike the first time Drake posted her from a coffee shop. "Your followers will want to see that it REALLY is Dazzler, after all."

Slipstream has posed:
"The Bombsquad knows you are the real Dazzler. They still are taking bets that we're gonna get married." Drake says with amusement as he sips at his drink once it arrives. "Not a day goes by that they will spam things like DrazzlerOTP. That's what we are now by the way. Drazzler."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler smirks at that, chuckling softly. "Well they can put THOSE thoughts out of their busy little heads." she replies. "No offense, Drake, but I really don't see anything even *resembling* a serious relationship on my horizon in the near future." She pauses for another sip of coffee, then adds. "And I'm not taking my top off for your fans, either. But you already know that."

Slipstream has posed:
"Not for my fans, no." Drake chuckles as he stabs his fork into his eggs once their meals arrive. "I like what we have right now though. But I do think Drazzler could be /my/ code name." He teases her. "Provided you don't sue me or whatever." He picks up the syrup and drizzles it on top of his cakes. "Got any new music you've been working on that I could hear?"

Havok has posed:
DING-DING goes the bell as Alex walks into the diner. He greets the waitress by name as if he's been here before; imagine that; and does the same for the cook. He scans around the length of the diner and spies the blonde he knows all too well and then smiles seeing what she's wearing.
    Alex himself wears his standard battle gear. Combat boots, cargo pants, black unstable molecule long sleeved shirt under black unstable molecule heavy jacket that resembles leather with a large red X on the left shoulder. All black, except for the X.

He'll also notice she's with someone, so he'll only plan intrude briefly. Alex will walk in their general direction, keeping between the booths and the stools of the bar.

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler holds the coffee cup with one hand, pointing at him with the other. "Yeah? Drazzler... You'll be hearing from my lawyer." she replies, not quite deadpan. "I haven't done any composing in years, though. I've been playing a lot of cover tunes and sort of finding my roots again. Call it a discovery phase, if you will." Then the door jingles and she looks up. Spotting Alex, she offers a finger-wave and a smile.

Slipstream has posed:
Leaning forward as she points at him, Drake boops his nose with the tip of her finger and a grin. "Big mutant rock star suing video gaming hotshot and all around boy next door. Would make quite a TMZ headline." He laughs some. "I decided on Slip Stream though. To honor my best hero in Overwatch, Tracer. I think it fits. Blizzard even approved it ...and they want to sell merch as well. I kinda nixed it for now. I don't want to be like Spiderman and have action figures of myself. I haven't even really /done/ any .. you know .. superheroing outside of a few lucky breaks and that whole ninja situation." As she lifts her hand to wave, his eyes track over towards Alex as well, spying the X-Man in his battle gear. He gives a 'sup' nod of his head towards him. See, he can be cool. Real cool.

Havok has posed:
The statement about hearing from her lawer causes Alex to second guess his approach. He realizes that they're having business and he figures he'll just wave back in return and then take a seat at the bar, upon one of the red bar stools. He notices the 'sup' nod from Drake and there's a slight smile gracing the lips of the X-Man with his own nod in return. Alex then turns his attention to the waitress behind the bar and says, "The usual, Frannie, thanks." and she'll get Fred to work on the standard Havok Special (three eggs, hashbrowns, 3 strips of bacon, toast (buttered on one side), and iced tea). Frannie then leans in and they start talking shop and rumors of recent events in the ole Mutant Town.

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler laughs when he boops her nose and returns the grin. "I like Slipstream much better anyway. Drazzler sounds like a dessert topping." She finishes her coffee, then a phone rings. The ringtone is straight from Dazzler's first hit album... guess who it's for? Shifting her weight, she eases the phone of her her pocket and checks the caller ID. "Speaking of lawyers... Hi, Morty. Yeah, I can talk for a bit. What's up?"

Slipstream has posed:
Returning the laugh, Drake says, "That does sound like a dessert topping. Oh! You should come up with one and sell it. Maybe do something like a glow in the dark florescent marshmallow kinda topping. Neon colored. Would be awesome on ice cream and cake toppings. I know Zapp would hit that." As the ringtone plays, he hums along with it for a moment to tease her. "Your lawyer's name is Morty? Is his partner named Rick?" He loves the classic cartoons. Tipping a wink, he stabs his pancake again to stuff into his mouth as she slips out, eyes trailing back over towards Havok. He subtly takes a picture of him on his phone that he is holding in one hand, then taps a few times on the glass surface of his handheld.

Havok has posed:
Alex removes his jacket and places it on the stool to the right of him. Fran brings a glass of iced tea for him and he drops the straw into it. The unstable molecule shirt he wears is form fitting, mostly black with a few glowing silver lines in symmetrical patterns across his chest and arms that were originally hidden by the jacket. Various other patrons of the diner don't seem concerned by the presence of Alex as he is likely a regular here and or they know who he is and what he represents to the inhabitants of Mutant Town (protector, guardian, X-Man). He and Fran continue talking, something about an underground city.

Slipstream has posed:
After tapping a few more times on his surface, it seems that Drake is going back and forth with someone. Scooting out of his table, he ambles over to Alex. He himself is wearing a form fitted Under Armor black shirt and a pair of joggers to go along with some running sneakers. "Hey, can I ask you something? Are you Havok?"

Havok has posed:
Looking over to the young man that approaches him, Alex swivels slightly and says with a sociable grin, "That I am.. But you can call me Alex." and he'll offer his preternaturally warm, ungloved, glad hand as if to shake in greeting. Fran backs away, going back to her duties.

Slipstream has posed:
"Cool. Zapp was right again it seems. He's my teammate. Practically a walking superhero wikipedia. He's obsessed with all of it." Drake says as he reaches out to shake his hand. "I'm Drake. Ah .. no one special. I play video games for a living. So you're an X-Man, huh? That's really cool. From what Zapp says.." He peers down at the quickly vibrating phone. "You absorb atmopsheric energy all around you, convert it to ... plasma.. blasts... and then you blow shit up with it. Huh." He trails off. ".. Man that is way cooler than my power."

Havok has posed:
There's an impressed chuckle as Alex listens and watches the line of sight of Drake down to his phone and then back to Drake's eyes as he continues, "Not exactly. But close. More like radiation. The whole EM band and then convert it to plasma. So yeah. It's kinda like that. But." He then shifts the conversation back to Drake, "All powers are cool in some way or another. What can you do?"

Slipstream has posed:
"Ah. Radiation. Gotcha." Drake says as he taps away at the phone to correct his friend. The phone chimes back a few more times rapidly, causing him to chuckle. "He says that is what he said. Atmospheric energy. It's the same thing. I don't know about that. But he's the guy that got accepted into Duke's science program or whatever. He's just a one trick Mercy main." The phone chimes with all cap locks. I AM NOT A MERCY MAIN. "... The fuck, he bugged me or something?" He says as he turns the phone about in his hands. "Anyways, ah .. my power?" He shrugs his shoulders upwards. "I'm fast. I blink from A to B. I kinda throw myself forward into a short destination. Line of sight. My power also kills me too. Rips me apart on a molecular level based upon unstable chronal particles that was absorbed in my body after being trapped between realities in a time prison due to a psycho from the thirty-first century who is obsessed with a Daxamite Prince." That's some next level fan fic right there.

Havok has posed:
There's a few moments of Alex sitting there trying to piece together what Drake just defined as his power set, the complications, and reason for it. "Sounds like you and Hank need to get together to sort that out." Alex then takes a drink as he realizes that Hank may not be a commonly known name, "Hank is our super genius mutant scientist that's a beast in the lab and the field." And he makes an unfamiliar pun.

Slipstream has posed:
"Yeah. I seem to be a real study of science. Already Tony Stark has a robot following me around, scanning me. Bruce Banner did some scans himself. The Black Knight took some blood from me. So, I kinda got the Avengers medical treatment from their big wigs. They seem to think they can cure me. May lose my powers, but at least I won't die from it." Drake says as he shrugs his shoulders upwards. "Oh well, sucks, huh? I didn't want to wear badass black unstable molecule battle armor anyways that show off my perfect body." Which he does not have. He's a bit lanky, though he is starting to fill out due to 'forced fun' in the gym. "This right here." He holds up his left arm to show off a clunky bracelet of alient technology. "This keeps me in one place and stabilizes me. But, if I use my powers too much, it sets off a few alarms to try and warn me. If I keep pushing myself, I think I implode or something. But, yeah, I heard of The Beast. He's a huuuge hit with Zapp. Oh. I got to get a selfie with you for the collection. You okay with that?"

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler lowers her phone, pushing the button to end the call. "Okay, so what did I miss? And tell me it doesn't involve you and Alex planning my next music video." She looks from one to the other, squinting a bit and suspicious as she turns from Drake to Alex. "But yeah, his power will kill him if he uses it too much. So of course he wants to push his limits."

Havok has posed:
Listening to all the events that Drake has experienced, the testing, the fancy bracelet and the typical mutant story that he's heard a bazillion times already, even had his own, Alex nods along. Then when he gets to the part where there are selfies, "Sure dude. Selfie away." And he'll shift to get a better position as it's expected Drake will turn more in his position or step to Alex's side for the image capture.

Once that's done, Dazzler will appear to be freed up and Alex will look over at her statements, "Isn't that always the case? Mutant gets power. Mutant shows off power. Mutant pushes power to limits. Mutant power cracks. Mutant needs to undergo some form of therapy or tech assist to control powers. Mutant gets more experience. Mutant learns to control powers on own. Mutant fights big bad. Mutant loses power control again. Rince and repeat."

Slipstream has posed:
"What? No! I was just telling him about my new code name, Drazzle. He thinks it's really good and unsuable." Drake says with a grin to his bestie as he raises his brows upwards. "I was thinking of starting up my own team too. Drazzle and the Pussy Cats. Buncha metahumans who also play heavy metal. We'll see you at the Battle of the Bands, /Dazzler/." He says in one of those cartoony villain type voices." He holds his phone up and leans in to take a selfie with Havok, then sends the picture off to Zapp who immediately floods his phone with heart emojis. Chuckling as he listens to the pair, he heads back over to Dazz's table and flops down across from her to finish his breakfast. "But, yeah. I mean, I have to follow the trope, right? If I'm to be a superhero I gotta be consistent. How else will I get my own comic book drawn by Rob Liefield? I wonder how many pouches he'll give me."

Dazzler has posed:
"Except for me." Dazzler replies to Alex. "I've never lost control of my power." She pauses, then adds. "I've lost -myself- before, forgot who I was and where I came from. Got lost in the Hollywood market jungle, and listened to too many people telling me what THEY thought I should be doing. Lost my record deal, some good friends, and some fans."

She smirks and settles back in the seat. "But I never lost control of my power." Yeah, just lost control of everything else.

When Drake starts on about 'Drazzle and the Pussycats', Dazzler squints a bit more. "Drake, so help me if you start calling yourself Drazzle I'm going to shoot you outright the next time I see you." And then she holds up a deadly finger-gun, mostly deadpan.

Havok has posed:
Taking his glass of tea and coat, Alex will slide off the stool and move to join the two of them at their booth. He will place his coat on the back of the booth next to the wall on Ali's booth side. Then he'll take a seat next to Ali, and bump her over if need be. "You lost control of yourself. Maybe that was the substitute for losing control of your power."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler bumps him back, chuckling softly. "Oh, I lost control of so much more than that..." she replies wryly. "But you're right. Everyone has their own journey. But at least Drake has some help on his."

Slipstream has posed:
"After all we went through you would shoot me over a cool superhero name?" Drake asks with a flutter of his long lashes at her. "And I thought you loved me." He gives a playful sniff, then stabs his eggs again for a quick bite. "But I do appreciate the help. I could not do this on my own of course."

Havok has posed:
Fran drops off Alex's plate of food and he begins eating while they talk about control and names. He then says, "Hey Drake, how about Zipper. You and your friend Zapp could be a dynamic duo. A hero pair calling themselves Double Z?"

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler replies to Drake. "Yes. Yes I would." At Alex's suggestion she just groans, waving her empty cup to Fran. "Get a refill over here, Frannie? And Alex, I think you're even worse than he is. If that's possible."

Slipstream has posed:
"Ah, she knows I already have one picked out. Slipstream. But Zapp doesn't have powers. He just plays Overwatch with me. We all have our battle tags on there. I go by Dynamite." Drake says as he nudges his empty plate to the side, giving a lick of his lips to clear away some syrup. "And I spend enough time with Zapp, and Valkerie, and Try Hard, and OPAF and the rest of my team. This thing I got is sorta a me thing. That and Zapp will peer pressure me into trying to fight .. I dunno, the Juggernaut or something because he'll want it on camera."

Havok has posed:
Between bites, as Alex had developed an appetite, he nods, but doesn't have a clue about the video game references specifically - other than that they are video games. Fran will get Ali a refil and even do the same for anyone else who is low on the fluids. She'll also leave the check and Alex will put his credit card on the check for her to take away, thus paying for all the food consumed at the table. After swallowing, he'll say, "That's a great codename, Drake. Very scifi andromedaish. But you really shouldn't fight or get involved in all that. Ali and I have had years of training and experience. You've been playing video games. And I understand your generation thinks that video games give you the skills to defeat bad guys. Well, they don't."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler wrinkles her nose at that. "And because Zapp is crazy. No one in their right mind goes LOOKING for a fight with Juggernaut." she agrees. "Alex and I have had this conversation before. Being good in a simulator... or a video game... really isn't the same as having your life on the line. Come to think of it, we're putting on a combat demo for some of the kids at Xavier's. There's a simulator called the Danger Room. We're going to turn off all of the safety protocols, and the two of us drop into it."

Slipstream has posed:
"Yeah, I'm sorta more a Daredevil and less a Thor if you know what I mean. I don't see myself getting involved in anything outside of knocking some asshat out for trying to rape a chick in an alley." Drake says with a twirl of his finger in the air. "Can I come test out this Danger Room and do some simulations too? Maybe that'd help me out some. I'm not trying to become a superhero and put on a cape, but I do want to be able to know my limits and control in case I do have to put them to use at some point. Sides', I get paid like .. waaaaaay too much money with what I currently do to throw that all way to get slugged by the Juggs."

Havok has posed:
"That's between you and the Professor. First, are you actually a mutant or a metahuman?" Alex asks, curious about the origins of Drake's abilities and his very nature. Especially since he hung out with the Avengers to get things done to himself.

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler looks from one to the other at Alex's question, and she shrugs. "Sounds more like 'altered' to me. Although the Professor may use the term 'enhanced'. All depends on your perspective. But either way, I don't think he'd have a problem with it. He's all about education and helping people find their way."

Slipstream has posed:
"I'm not a mutant, no. Just a guy that got shit on in a time prison and got my DNA hot wired to fall apart." Drake says as he sips at his water for a moment. "But if the Professor is okay with me hanging out, I mean, I do know Negasnoic Teenage Warhead. She's my dude. We kicked it a few times. She follows me on Stream."

Havok has posed:
There's a brief sigh and a shake of his head. "And this is one more reason I don't stay at the mansion anymore. Security. The professor, Betsy, and Jean just need to get together and mind wipe anyone who is a security risk. Let them wake up in a Miami gutter wearing a tutu and only answering to the name Sally while having a really bad taste in their mouths." He then takes a drink and says, "Yeah, we'll pass on the word to the professor, get you an appointment."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler chuckles softly, sipping her coffee and looking from one to the other. "We'll see about getting you in to watch the demo as well. If nothing else, you can say 'I was there when Dazzler died in a simulation'..." Smirking, she lowers the cup. "It's a different -kind- of war now, but we're still at war. There are people who'd love nothing more than to exterminate all mutants."

Slipstream has posed:
"I wouldn't let you die, Alli." Drake says a bit too quicky, a grave seriousness in his voice. "I'll be faster than death." He clinks his fork against the table a few times in a metallic thunk. He shifts his jaw in thought, then leans back against the cusion of his bench. "But, yeah. I'd love to meet more people my age also, younger mutants too. We'd probably have a lot in common."

Havok has posed:
Alex seems to be soured with the direction of the conversation so he eats quietly a moment longer and then pushes the plate gently forward, away from him. He drinks the rest of the tea and will say as he slides out of the booth. "I'm gonna head out. Good luck Drake, we'll help you get it sorted." He reaches behind Ali and grabs his jacket, "Ali, we'll talk." And then Alex will head to the bar where he will collect his card, sign the check, and then head out after a few quiet words with Fran.

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler snorts softly at Drake's offer, but she nods anyway. Alex gets a nod and a friendly wave as he makes his way out and pays for the check. "Sometimes it's not as easy as making a promise, Drake." she offers softly. "But I do appreciate the thought."

Slipstream has posed:
Furrowing his brow as Havok gets up to leave, Drake lifts a hand upwards. "It was nice meeting you, dude. Thanks for the picture." When he leaves, he slips out of his seat and rounds the table to flop next to Allison. He leans in against her a bit, reaching out to snag one of her hands for a squeeze. "Next to Lar, you're my best friend, Dazz. For more than one reason." He says with an honest smile. "If I had a window to save your life, you can believe I'll be faster than hyperdrive. I kinda wanna show you something later also in private."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler smiles at that. "I know you would. And believe me when I say that I'd do the same. I've lost too many friends over the years." She returns the hand squeeze and half-turns to look at him. "Maybe you can show me before the livestream."

Slipstream has posed:
"Sure, we can do that. Just may need to find some distance, but, I was thinking we could use it together as a combo, because it's going to definitely amp your powers up." Drake says with a wider grin to her. "I'm all about cheat codes and I think I found one."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler tilts her head at that. "Amp up my powers? Are you talking about something like standing in front of Siryn when she screams? Because THAT got me pretty amped up." Siryn being Theresa Cassidy, daughter of Banshee, of course. "But I'm always interested in work-arounds. It's not cheating if it means you live to fight another day."

Slipstream has posed:
"So, I'm pretty fast and I found out I can probably hit the sound barrier with my speed. I'm thinking if I can zap up next to you, hit the sonic boom, I could recharge you to full in the middle of combat." Drake says with a wider grin to her. "So I'd have to do about three jumps in a row to build up that momentum and then make sure I stick the landing."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler's brows lift at that, and she nods. Chuckling. "I like the way you think, Drake. But cracking a sonic boom at ground level has a lot of other problems as well. Granted if we're in the middle of an all-consuming fight it's probably not so important that we shatter windows in a 3-block radius."

Slipstream has posed:
"Maybe not, but in a make or break combat situation in which it was us or them or a couple of windows and you were on empty, I could use it to give you that boost so you can keep fighting." Drake says as he squeezes her hand again as he stares up at the ceiling. "Oh, you wanna do a movie later or something? I'm loving this get out of the house thing and they're gonna do an old school marathon of movies at the cheap theater and they got Terminator 2 playing on Friday and I'd love to see it on the big screen. I'll ask Jess also if she wants to come, but figured I'd throw it out there also if you wanted to go, seeing how you're into the classics of pop culture."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler chuckles at that. "Drake, I *AM* a classic of pop culture." she corrects him, smoothly. "And it's definitely a good idea. Anything to throw a curve ball and keep going in a fight, when lives are on the line." She finishes her coffee, then, putting the cup down. "Let me think about it, okay? I know I started out in the middle of things, but I want to give you and Jess some space." Which means she probably needs some as well.

Slipstream has posed:
"Oh, believe me. We have tons of space." Drake says as he continues to stare at the ceiling. "Why ya' think I'm trying to get out to the movies and jump off roofs?" He chuckles with some humor in his voice. Good natured. "We spend a lot of time together. I just don't want us to be in each other's hair all the time either. But, regardless, we don't mind you being in the middle. It has definitely made things interesting. That, and like I said, you're my best friend." He says with a motion of his free hand. "I don't know, it feels easy with you, know what I mean? I just need a night out with a friend, instead of the girlfriend for a change."

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler gives his hand a squeeze, then draws hers back with a small smile. "I think we're on the same page, then." she replies. "C'mon, let's see how well you can fly." And with that, she gives him a hip-bump to scoot him towards the edge of the booth."