4644/In the Black Market

In the Black Market
Date of Scene:	13 June 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	In which Jennifer tries to buy a Sumerian sacrificial amulet from a SHIELD employee and Darcy ends up buying a beer for someone who may or may not be of drinking age. Or fuck it, not Darcy's job to card people.
Cast of Characters:	Jennifer Kale, Darcy Lewis

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Jennifer Kale has posed:
It isn't often that Jennifer Kale has cause to go into a bar, at least not one where she isn't dancing. Technically she's still a year underage, after all. But she is meeting a contact here, so in her mind that's justification enough. The blonde flashes her ID on the way inside, and there's -just- enough mental blurring to futz with the dates on the card.

She walks in without any trouble. Taking a look around, Jen pauses for a moment before heading towards the back. Her contact gave her sort of vague information, so she's not entirely sure who or what she's looking for. There's a small table near the back with a good view of the door, and she slides into the booth.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy looks up from her drink as someone she doesn't know slides into the booth with her. She wasnt' expecting anyone, but if the company's fun.....? She smiles warmly at the girl,half reclined in her vench, drinking a beer

Jennifer Kale has posed:
Jennifer Kale looks over at the brunette, apparently making up her mind about something. "Hi there, I'm Jennifer." It might be a clandestine meeting that brings her here. Then again she could be here chasing some dating site hook-up. There's a moment's hesitation, then she waves for a server.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy's Reddit Dating Days are over. Skye's home now, after all. And she's pretty sure SHIELD doesn't set HER up with clandestine meetings. That's what they are Natasha for. So, Darcy is clueless as to why this woman has come to sit with her, but she has and she's not immediately creepy.

"Hi. I'm Darcy," is the reply, smile warm enough. Curiosity abounds.

Jennifer Kale has posed:
Jennifer Kale catches a server's attention, and when she's on the way over the blonde looks to her new table-mate. Blink. Isn't there supposed to be some sort of password? A secret call-sign or something? Jen's composure doesn't break, all the same. "So. I'm gonna go out on a limb, here, and guess that you're NOT here offering a Sumerian sacrificial amulet for sale."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy watched the waitress get flagged over, before looking back to her phone's screen where she has a game of The Office going. She's not sure if she's ready to burn down the building yet or not, but it's an option. Spoken to, she looks up.

"Well, I suppose that depends on who you are, how much you're offering, and if we have the same definition of 'Sumerian sacrificial amulet' or not," is the retort. Darcy's lips kick up in a smirk, eyes a bit mischevious. This like a real life version of those Texts-to-Wrong-Numbers.

Jennifer Kale has posed:
Jennifer Kale chuckles softly, letting out a little snort somewhere along the way. "I'll take that as a big 'no', then." she replies. The blonde looks barely old enough to even be here, and probably couldn't afford more than 2 drinks. And she's going to buy some rare occult museum piece? Her own jewelry is minimal, the bellbottom jeans a bit retro. But she's definitely rocking the dragon arm tattoo.

"So how about I go out and come in again so we can try this a bit differently? I'm assuming you have no idea what the hell I'm even talking about."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Or you can pretend to go out and come back in? It doesnt matter," Darcy replies, grinning.

"And I sort of have an idea. I mean, I know what it is sort of, kind of, maybe? But as to whether I have one?" The brunette shakes her head before taking another swig of beer and burning the building down in her game.

"Not on me. Sorry. Please try your black market deal again."

Jennifer Kale has posed:
Jennifer Kale clucks her tongue at the term 'black market', but she doesn't outright object to it. "I prefer the term 'clandestine', of course." Then something occurs to her. "But you were waiting here for someone, too. Weren't you?"

Brows lift hopefully, and Jen chuckles with a shake of her head. "Tell you what. Buy me a beer and I'll tell you everything you -never- wanted to know about Sumerian sacrificial practices. Haven't met one of their gods yet, but that'll have to wait for another time." She looks around the bar, then adds. "And another place. I am -so- not undressing in here..."

Now THAT is probably worth at least a beer for the explanation.