7114/Donut Dash

Donut Dash
Date of Scene:	01 April 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Spider-Woman (Drew), Flash

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Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Dinnertime came and went hours ago. Barry was supposed to call, and dinner was to be consumed. But of course, this /is/ the fastest man in the world, we're talking about here. So naturally, Jessica had a bowl of ramen somewhere around 9pm, still waiting for his call. It's nearly midnight now, and she's hungry again. Sneaking downstairs, hearing the sounds the refrigerator makes...armed with a baseball bat, in her fuzzy pink robe. Phone in her pocket. Just in case.

Flash has posed:
Do dododoot doot doot doot doodly doo Says Jess' cellphone in the form of whatever ringtone she has set for Barry who almost typed his name as Wally for reasons completely unknown and unwelcomed. "Hey, sup, got caught up doing a thing that took hours longer than it should. Did you eat? What did you eat? Do you have any more of it..."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
As Jumpin' Jack Flash plays on her phone, Jessica holds her breath, and the bat close to her, pressed flat against the wall of the stairway. "Oh...hi." Jessica's voice is little more than a whisper as she leans out enough to peer down doward the kitchen. "Um...I ate, yeah. It was Ramen. And not even the good kind. The cheap ones, y'know, without their own bowl, OR cup. I ate it all. But the refrigerator here is scheming to murder me, so I'm thinking about going out for donuts. Whaddya think?"

Flash has posed:
"Why would your fridge want to kill you?" Barry lowers his voice conspiratorially, just incase the fridge has someone listening in? "Jesus, Jess, why wouldn't you call me? I am literally the fastest man alive, you think I couldn't take a milisecond to pick you up decent food while stopping an armed robbery?" It's probable he wouldn't actually do that... or that he was stopping a robbery. "Donuts you say... I could get behind donuts. If only to keep you away from your dangerous fridge. And to see you... and donuts. Splitting the importance from left to right."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"Yeah, okay...the fridge is /probably/ not plotting to kill me anyway..." She sounds wholly unconvinced. "But just to be on the safe side, I wouldn't be opposed to getting out of the mansion for a little while." She gasps as there is an audible rattle coming from the refrigerator, and she turns and dashes back upstairs. "I'll change and meet you outside...outside the mansion, okay? Let's just go. I know a place."

Flash has posed:
"Should I knock? Should I pretend like I'm not already here? What's courteous? I don't know the protocol on these things." Barry says glancing up and down the whatever is outside the mansion. "You know I know a thing or two about fridges? I could question it for you, see if it bares you any ill intent. Just an offer. Also, it's April Fools Day."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"Omygod, just...um. Hang on, I'll be right out," says Jess, hopping around on one foot trying to put on her other sneaker.

She hangs up the phone, and a few moments later, she exits the front door, dressed in a navy blue tracksuit. The hoodie has a spider on the chest in red. Across the tush: Spider-Woman. No, even nearly ten years in the future, we still haven't learned not to wear words on our butts.

Flash has posed:
Not that Barry will ever know it's there, right? He's too much of a gentleman to read someone's butt. "Spider-woman." So much for that.

"It's like advertising.. do you get royalties from merchandising and why don't I have an action figure..." There has to be a Flash action figure, right? He shakes his head and grins up at Jess, "So, you want to walk or drive or run.. how far away is this place? Are you sure they don't close at 9pm?"

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"I dunno, I just had this one made up for me," Jess replies. "I figure you could probably sign something and they'd sell Flash action figures in a heartbeat." She pauses. "They'd probably FLY off the shelves, too."

"Let's go Air Flash," Jess replies to his query. "Faster than driving. And no, I'm POSITIVE they don't close at 9pm. They SAY they do, but I know the secret knock. It's out near Westchester. We can just head that way and then you'll automatically stop when there's donuts nearby." She smirks.

Flash has posed:
Which is precisely what happens, honestly. Almost before she's finished saying air flash he's got his arm around her waist, but he's polite enough to let her finish her throught before wisking them away at speeds far beyond that anyone has any right to. Then they're at the shop on the edge of Westchester which is definitely closed.

Barry looks at Jess with a twisted expression, "If this is an April's fools joke, I should warn you, I'm really good at these and when it's really evil to play with a speedster and their food.. You know." Thoughtfully, "It's like afternoon, or something, in Japan.. Want to get donuts in Kyoto?"

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jess grins through Barry's tirade, and leans in to knock while he's still talking. A quirky three-percussion rap followed by two, another two, and another three. The door opens as he mentions Kyoto. Inside, the lights are on in the back. Only the lights over the dining area are out, which casts a dim glow over the tables. "Kyoto is a little farther away than what I was thinking," she says with a smirk as she sashays into the shop.

Flash has posed:
"Show off." Barry says as they are granted the keys to the midnight donut train, invitation only. He follows her in with hands in his pockets, glancing around at a dark dining area, "Thanks for letting us indulge our sweet tooth this late, sir." Waving to whomever it may have been what opened the door. "We'll only have a few dozen or.. something."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
The man behind the counter is an elderly gentleman in a white tee, pants, and apron. He's wearing a white cap, as well. "I always wondered why chefs wear all white, you know," Jess ponders. "I mean, you're gonna get things all over you." In fact, he has a crimson smear of what appears to be raspberry filling on his midsection. The man laughs, and turns on the lights in the cases, revealing row upon row of pristine, glistening donut goodness. Powdered sugar, glazed, chocolate, maple. Filled and unfilled. Jess is drawn to one particular row that looks like a pink-tinged, glazed version of an onion blossom. "Ohhh, Raspberry Roses. That's what I want. One of those and...A Tractor Tire with Mud," she adds, pointing at large crullers frosted in chocolate. "And whatever he wants, too...which is probably everything else." Jess winks at Barry as the old man goes to work getting out the two that she ordered.

Flash has posed:
"I..." Barry almost tears up seeing all those rows of carbs just spread before him like the endless horizon. His hands clutch into his shirt helplessly, trying to come up with a believable, but not hedonistic, order. "I want that and that... two of those.. a dozen of those." He's just randomly waving his finger at things since it literally doesn't matter. It'll be gone before they even leave the shop. "What kind of strange religious institution have you found here?!" He murmurs aloud, but in a hushed voice.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"It's okay," Jess reassures Barry with a pat on the shoulder. "The important thing to remember is that they'll be making more..." She grins. "It's the holy grail of donuts, right? I told you I knew a place." Meanwhile, the gentleman behind the counter is loading up a tray with donuts. Not even boxing them up. He knows that those who know the code rarely even leave behind evidence that they were there when they leave.

Flash has posed:
"It's beautiful." Barry says to Jess in the same tone someone might speak of a master artwork, still staring at the rows upon row of donuts. "I could kiss you for introducing me to this place. Now to get you to give me the secret code and equally secret handshake." Grinning sidelong at her, "I assume this is a big hit with the Avengers?"

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"It's a hit with us," Jess nods. "And a hit with a few various other groups in the area." She shrugs. "I'll teach you all the secrets. As long as you promise not to decimate them." She laughs and takes her tray with her two donuts, leaving his piled up tray and plopping down a twenty and a ten for the shopkeeper's trouble. "Shall we have a seat and enjoy the spoils of war?"

Flash has posed:
Barry adds another ten to the pile of bills and then grabs up his pile of spoils to join Jess at a table. "I don't even know where to start." So he starts at the top, disappearing two donuts while he figures out the logistics of eating them all archetecturally sound. "So, you get around to all the food courts, I see... you've been holding out on me, Jess." wiggling a donut at her, "I'd be impressed, but my feelings are kind of hurt."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"You've been busy!" she replies, defending herself. "And...you didn't ASK." She grins, pointing at him. "By the way, I've always wondered, can you even taste what you're eating when you vanish stuff that way? I mean, it's just ZIP! GONE! You could be eating styrofoam for that matter, and you might not know the difference. Or worse! Rice cakes!"

Flash has posed:
"Well." Barry has eaten at least one, but more liek three, donuts. "You're not really thinking about things in speed force." He begins, pointing at the donuts in a circling manner on the plate, "I taste at the same speed which I eat or think... I mean sometimes it's more about the energy the food holds because my glucose drops dramatically because of how fast my metabolism goes, but for the most part I taste it. Things move slowly for me, even at super speed.'

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"Ahh I see...well, yeah that makes sense," Jess replies thoughtfully. "At least I know you can enjoy it, even if I wouldn't have time to even sniff it in the time it takes you to eat it." She grins and shakes her head. "Your speed just...it just amazes me. Still, even now. It's hard to wrap my mind around it sometimes."

Flash has posed:
"Imagine how long it took me to get use to it." Barry says with his eyes widening for dramatic effect, "Honestly, I wasn't sure I ever would for the first year... and you can imagine how slow that must have gone by. A lot of it is just thinking slower, though." There's a lot of wonky science involved and speed of plot, but still. "I couldn't imagine doing what you do, either. Everyone is different in their own way."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jess smiles, and nods. "I'm sure it took a lot of adjusting. I'm glad you did. What I do? That's not so hard really. Get used to new skills. Not like a whole life upheaval. Not like what you went through. I can't even imagine..."