5909/WAFFLES!

WAFFLES!
Date of Scene:	04 December 2018
Location:	Some diner in NYC
Synopsis:	Waffles Waffles wah-fulls!
Cast of Characters:	Red Robin, Beast Boy

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Red Robin has posed:
NYC, a ground level Diner with a fire breathing waitress that smells like Coffee and Cigarettes...

In the Booth at the end of the Resturaunt is somthing one might usualy see at a place like this... or they have not seen this particular ceremony...

"Waffle... butter... maple... waffle... butter... blueberry... waffle... butter..." And one Tim goes until he has six waffles stacked, each with a differant flavour of syrup, topped with cool whip. he ordered the endless waffles a coffee for both himself and beast Boy, or Just Garfield. "Viola! The peice of resistance!" he says with a smirk, of course he is wearing shades and his hair is covered by a bandanna, but still, the sugery monstrosity that is tim;s tall stack rises above the table in all it's diabettus glory. He also takes a picture. "Nightwing is gonna be so miffed... 'eat healthy, blah blah blah.'"

Beast Boy has posed:
     Gar himself had a nice stack of six waffles! "Waffle, butter, strawberry, syrup, waffle, butter, blueberry, syrup." On and on before he reaches the top, that lovely fake cool whip on top, and a cherry.

  Of course, when he received a text from his bro Tim, Beast Boy was all up in that business. "It's so...beautiful." He tears up. "It's like...I don't wanna eat it...but I will!" He comments, licking his chops and that one snaggletooth on his jaw. "Haha! Eat your veggies, young man!"

  As if he needed more stimulation, Gar sipped from the diner coffee. "Its healthy! We got fruit!" He says, if only he knew how much his dentist was going to slap him.

Red Robin has posed:
Tim starts to laugh. "Yeah, and wheat... and carbs for trainning." He says with a snicker before putting a forkfull in his mouth. "I swear.. if I have to drink one more protean shake... I'm going to beat someone with my staff... tastes like chalk. 'It helps buuild muscle.'" He says as he takes another bite. "Like... imagine asperin.. but in liquid form.. that's what those taste like.. all the gadgets in the world.. can;t make a chocolate protean shake that works."

Beast Boy has posed:
     "Blech, you actually drink that science experiment? I saw Nightwing drink one once...it was horrible!" He says as he stuffs his face with a perfectly sized bite of all six waffles. "Or is that what HE tells you to eat?" Knowing what he means by HE.

  Gar seemed much like his old self, happy and goofy and not at all serious.

Red Robin has posed:
Tim smirks. "I'm not a teacher;s pet like Nightwing.. I mean.. hot pants... really?" he says as he takes another bite, followed by coffee. "It was some german bodybuilder dude I met on one of my trainning excursions... I mean this guy lived for pumping Iron... 'Ja, ve are not here to be girly men, no flab... three hundred squats." Aside from him making fun of the man, the bavarian accent is spot on.

Once the plate is clear of food, He settles down and look right at Gar. "So, I have a question for ya."

Beast Boy has posed:
     Of course once Beast Boy stopped stuffing his face, before the itis started to seep in, Gar sips on the black coffee, holding at his stomach and nodding to Tim. "Lay it on me, dude!" He says, satisfied and much at ease.

Red Robin has posed:
Tim Drake smiles and takes out his phone, not his normal dude phone, or his 'batfam' phone, this is a new phone, and he opens an app and slides the phone towards Gar.

On the phone is a new symbol, and words underneath, 'Outsiders Initiative.' "I'm putting together a group, answerable to no one, no league, no bat, no shield." He says with a smile as he spots the waitress comming over. "And the red ones go fast..." He says as she now thinks they are a couple of nerds at the table, but onces she is gone again... after the coffee refils... "I mean... Imagine it... the titans wont get anything wit hthe leage constantly looking at them and having survalence, and the others... it's just.. the league isn't getting any younger, and before hubris sets in and they decide that they wont step aside for the new generation... I think a group should be primed and ready to take their place.... the hard way if nessicery." he says with a frown, granted, he has only told Gar this much, he hasent even told Conner yet... which is odd.

Beast Boy has posed:
     Gar's green eyes flare a bit when he sees the phone and the logo. "Dude, did you-Oh man, yeah the V6's are totally fast." Once the waitress leaves the two to their business, Gar keeps at it. "You think the League won't leave the reins when they need to?" Beast Boy's been with many a former Robin, Knowing Tim, he was normally a straight shooter. "You know me, dude. I'm in for a pound."

Red Robin has posed:
Tim Drake leans back. "It's not that they would or would not, but what if." he says with a nod as he finishes his cup of coffee. "Besides, Arent we abit old to be normal members of the titans. I mean, I feel that I've more than graduated... and taking orders from the little squirt... yeah... aint happening."

Beast Boy has posed:
     Beast Boy leans in. "Well, you're right. I've been there longer than most. As far as Robin..." He gives the so-so gesture. "it's hit or miss. But some of the others...yeah no."

  When Gar leans back, he gives a slight sigh. "So what do you need from moi?"

Red Robin has posed:
Tim smiles. "I need you to join my group of indipendant vigilanties." he says with a smile. "I mean, You've been doing this thing as long as I have, maybe longer, You'd make a great addition to the group. I already Know superboy will join.. and I got a speedster as well, not wally..." he says. "To be honest, I should give him a call later... hopefully he hasent ran himself to death.."

Beast Boy has posed:
     Gar nods, sipping the last of his coffee. "You got it, dude." He offers up, holding his hand out to Tim. "Outsiders for life."

Red Robin has posed:
Tim clasps Gar forearm with a smile. "For life!" he says and once the check is paid, he stands up. "C'mon... let's find a data point and hack the titan;s security system..." he says with a smirk as he moves to walk off, he has it on good authority that his 'little brother' isn;t there... all the better to have some harmless fun.