8499/Humpday

Humpday
Date of Scene:	25 July 2019
Location:	Josie's
Synopsis:	Wings! Beer! Pizza! and interesting conversation at Josies. What else is new?
Cast of Characters:	Hawkeye (Bishop), Hawkeye (Barton), Darcy Lewis, Iron Fist

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Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
The weekend meetup at Josie's hadn't ate as much of Kate's free cash as expected, so it being the middle of the week, when Clint suggested a meetup, she was able to agree without any fuss. A beer. Some pizza. Yeah, she could do this.

then it was off to her regular Wednesday evening stakeout. Less fun, but it paid the bills.

While waiting, Kate orders herself a pint and steals a bowl of peanuts from the bar.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint wanders in next, wearing a t-shirt that proclaimed: I'm an Adult, before adding in smaller print: '...Not Like a REAL adult, but an adult nonetheless', three guesses who bought it for him?

He scans the bar and seeing Kate he waves, hits the bar for a pint, then makes his way over to flop down across from her.

"Heya Other-me, how goes life?" he asks dipping into the peanut bowl.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy makes her way in with Clint. Because going out for a beer was totally something she was okay with. It came with a promise to Skye that she'll take care of her boy for her. And to Darcy's credit there wasn't a hint of innuendo in the teasing tone. She plops down on Clint's other side, leaning forward to look at Kate.

"Oh, hey. Other-him," she says on a grin.

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
Kate just shakes her head as first one, then the other, comes up with mostly the same joke, leaving Kate uncertain if she had coem out ahead on this one or not. "Worse me. Sidekick." It does come with a grin. "I didn't order. Thought I'd wait till you got here, seeing as you're paying. Looks like it was a good idea I didn't. Hadn't expected a third, but speaking of which where's your girl? You know she deserves better than you, right?"

Yeah, Kate had heard Gino say it often enough, and at first Kate had thought the same with slight bitterness because it wasn't her who was with Clint, but today she was pretty good with it. Even if she was still sans man herself.

"Darcy, wasn't it?" she asks of the woman. "Are you his keeper today?" Teasing.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint snorts, "Right. Worse," he snarks before grinning. "And wait, I'm paying? Who said?" he asks even as he's digging into his pocket for his wallet. "But seriously, haven't been to this dive in since your birthday, what's good here?" he asks.

When his minder and Kate know each other he shakes his head. "Should have figured you'd have met Darcy," he says giving his fellow agent a glance. "Anyone you haven't met?"

As for Skye. "She's working on a thing, and pfft, I don't know what you're talking about, /she's/ luck to have me," he says with all the sarcasm. He pulls a few bills out of his wallet, "I've got la hundred I can blow on this little get together," he plunks it down in front of Kate. "You want to order for us?"

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Oh good! Clint's paying. Darcy is okay with this, and she reaches across Clint's personal space for some of Kate's peanuts. Her eyes settle on the hundred, and a mental note is made to slide her card at the bar tender if this goes over that. Her gaze lifts to Clint, smiling with the perfect mix of innocence and mischief.

"That's for me to know and you to try to find out," Darcy quips, cracking the shell and dropping both nuts into her mouth.

"Ooh. I wanna large meat everything pizza. And wings. And beer," she adds, leaning forward again to look at Kate, trying to goad her into a large order.

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
"Holy crap," Kate says of the 100. She had been joking about him paying, but they could do some seroius damage with that kind of cash. She gestures a server over, and orders a meat everything pizza, a large basket of wings, and a couple pitchers of beer. Which would barely put a dent in what Clint had slapped down on the table.

"Yeah," she admits, "she's lucky. I mean, I know I josh you about it, but some of that is jealous. And even if I wasn't, you're a pretty good sort. Not that I'd admit that in a court of law."

She grins. "I might know more than my fair share of people, but Darcy and I met before I started apprenticing with JJ."

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint gives a shrug about the money, "Been living like a monk these last few months, focused on work, got a bit of money to burn now... Not that I'm actually going to burn it."

There's a snort for Darcy and for Kate. "And here I feel like I could count the people I know on one hand, don't know how you guys find the time to meet people."

There's a smile for the bit about him. "Don't worry Katie, won't tell a soul."

Though when the waitress comes by for their order, he points to Kate stage whispering, "She thinks I'm pretty good," he says, before laughing and ordering another beer after slamming back his first. When the server is gone he adds, "You're pretty good too."

He turns his now empty glass then for something to do, "So, how have you guys been?" he asks the ladies at his table.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Happy to sit back and listen the two Hawkeyes banter, Darcy grins, sipping at her own beer when she's given it. She nods at the waitress to agree with Clint's self-assessment, before chuckling into another swig.

"Me? Good. Drowning in end of quarter inventory and reporting, but that's how it goes," is her response.

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
"I don't know how you /don't/ meet people," Kate says. "You're like a superhero and a spy."

She also remembered when girls would line up for his autograph, and wondered if that still happened.

The waitress patiently takes their order from Kate, leaning down to whisper to Clint, "You wish. You couldn't handle me if you had an extra arm." And, smirking, she heads back to the kitchen to pass the order on to the cooks. At the bar, Josie just pours herself a single shot and shakes her head. Though whether that's for Clint, or the server is unknown.

Kate meanwhile laughs. "Oh, burn. And I don't know. I guess I've been about the same. Same lousy job. Same lousy luck with men. Lucky sends his regards, and the apartment is great, thank-you again. You?"

The question encompasses both Clint and Darcy.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
"Oh sure, I meet people but then I usually have to put an arrow into them and well that sort of puts a damper on hanging out for drinks," Clint says with a grin.

The girls didn't really line up anymore, fickleness of fame and all that, hell, it'd gotten so bad he'd even got calls through the Avenger's PR people to do spots on 3rd rate reality TV shows. Oh, yes, how the mighty had fallen.

"Wasn't hitting on you, just embarassing her," Clint calls after the girl, before chuckling and saying, "But that went about as well as most things for me. Glad you like the appartment though, it's a nice spot, they started the rooftop barbeques yet? If they have hang out with Grills, he taught me everything I know."

"Me? I'm alright, feeling a bit at loose ends, you ever work on a thing for so long that when it's over you're just like, what now? That's me right now."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Lousy luck with men means you should try women," is the sage advice from Darcy Lewis to Kate Bishop over a swig of beer as she sits across from the girl at Clint's side. She eyes Clint thoughtfully, lips pursed.

"You need a hobby, man."

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
"Of course you were," The waitress laughs breezily at Clint before disappearing into the kitchen.

Kate smirks. "Oh, you have lost it. You're just as bad as I am." Of course Clint had a live in girlfriend, so it wasn't like he'd lost anything, or was as bad as Kate, but she could tease, right?

"I try not to shoot arrows at the ones I want to ask out for drinks later. Though I did throw stones through someone's windows. Well, at his door." Kate winces with the memory. Yeah, that had been an evening and a half. She was still pretty embarrased about it, at least the parts of that evening she remembered.

"Actually, the bow shop contacted me. They were having a kids intro afternoon. Wondered if I was interested in volunteering some time. I bet they'd be happy to have you."

Darcy gets a second look. "Women? Like seriously?" Because Kate hadn't. Tried women that was. "Like they're worse? And actually I was thinking convent. Somewhere with a vow of silence maybe. My mouth seems to get me into the worst of my troubles." And likely not in the way most people would think.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
"I have a cat, does that count?" Clint asks Darcy with a grin.

"Sadly so," Clint says of having 'lost it', fully aware he didn't care if he did or not, after all, Skye.

"Wait, you threw rocks at their house?" Clint says as his beer arrives and he takes a sip. "C'mon there needs to be story time."

Clint perks up visibily at the mention of the intro archery class, "Yeah I'm there, for sure."

There's a smirk for the idea Kate should go in for women, but he leaves that to Darcy. "Like you could keep quiet that long," he teases Kate.

Iron Fist has posed:
The door opens, causing the regular barflies to crane their neck to see who is coming in. Upon seeing a blonda male, carrying a sport duffle bag and sporting an ensemble that can be safely described as geek chic (jeans, random 80's gamer shirt, and sandals), they turn away, unimpressed or more like not surprised...which is telling. It means that the newcomer, that certain people might be able to identify fairly easy, is a regular enough sight to not warrant any surprises.

The newcomer, one Daniel Rand, looks like he just showered, those tossled locks just a bit damp. Which would be a correct assumption, considering he is coming in after a typical session at Fogwell's. Hence the duffle. He doesn't immediately head to the bar right away. Instead, he does take a moment to look around, to see who is around. Because you never know just who might show up.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Asshole knows no gender, but if you're stuck always getting duds with one, try the other. Opens the dating pool, increases the odds you find a not-asshole. And yes, like seriously. I'll take you on a date, if you want. A proper one, romantic as fuck," states Darcy, Font of Dating Wisdom. She then rounds on Clint.

"No. Having a cat does not count as a - wait. You have a CAT? Like meow meow, sheds everywhere, hairball pukes, C-A-T, cat? The fuck dude. Skye know about this? Cuz cat's are magnetically drawn to sitting on keyboards while they are being typed at," Darcy chides before grabbing Clint's last comment at Kate, turning back to her, tipping her head to one side, then offering an elegant solution to Kate-Talks-Too-Much.

"Ball gag."

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
"That's true," Kate has to agree of jerks knowing no genders. "But as much as I'd love to see my father struck speechless for just five minutes, I don't think he'd ever forgive me. Besides, I'm kind of partial to boy bits." Well, now that she'd discovered a boy who actually knew what to do with said bits.

Danny's entry delays her story about the stones just long enough for her to wave him over. "Hey, Danny! Come meet my friends." Asking them, "You guys havne't all met before, have you?"

She wasn't sure.

As for the throwing stones story, Kate just shakes her head. Yeah, she's more than a little mortified over the ordeal. "Short version I got upset at someone and tracked his house down. Then procced to throw stones at it. I was aiming at his windows, but was drunk enough I got his door instead. Almost hit him when he came to the door to see what the fuss was about. I'm.. still living that one down. And I'll tell Jay you're insterested. Actually, I should talk to some people about some corporate sponsorship."

Speaking of corporate sponsorship, there's Danny. Though she'd also considered her own father. And maybe even Matt's girlfriend. The kids in the local neighbourhoods didn't have a lot. An opportunity like this could mean a lot to them.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint has to take a sip of his beer to bury his laughter when Darcy offers a 'romantic as fuck' date.

As for the cat, "She was the one who got the cat actually," Clint says, "Well that one anyhow, we're finding out who the other one belongs to, but ANYhow, yes, we have a cat, his name is name is Pawgent Grant Ward, and he's adorable." He somehow manages that with a straight face, before he looks to Kate. "We'll have to arrange a meeting with him and Lucky so they get along in case you need us to babysit again."

Annnd wait, is that Danny Rand? Of course Kate knew him. "Wait, he's not the guy is he? The one you were throwing rocks at?"

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"You do know that strap-ons are a thing, right?" Darcy asks of Kate when she states that she likes the boy bits. her tone is completely serious into Kate calling Rand over and Clint asking about rocks. Darcy turns to look.

"or one of the ones that was an asshat to you? Cuz, if he was, I'll take him down for you," Darcy declares on an almost growl. Clint might know what that tone is hinting at, given how harshly she'd leveled it at him when Skye went missing and Darcy thought Clint was just pining away in their house, drinking himself into a stupor over it.

Iron Fist has posed:
A familiar voice draws Danny's attention, and a wave is given as he walks on over. "Heya Katie..." Katie? Sounds like Danny is at least pretty comfortable around better, more talented Hawkeye (at least, how Kate would phrase it). Fortunately, he doesn't hear the stone throwing comment...or at least doesn't mention anything about it.

As Danny joins the trio, he takes a look at Darcy. A spark of recognition alights his features, as he shifts into a slight grin. "Good to see you again, Wisp." Yeah, he isn't going to bother providing any explanation for that, as he moves right along, shifting back to Kate. "Was just coming in from Fogwell's to get something to drink. Didn't plan on running into anyone, so this is a pleasant surprise."

Danny does finally turn to the one person that he doesn't seem to know, offering a nod and a wave. "Heya. I'm Danny. Danny Rand." That completely confirms Clint's guess and takes away any surprises. With all necessary intros done, Danny drops his bag and leans against the bar. "So, how's things?"

Real smooth, that Danny.

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
"Wait, you got a cat?" That's the first bit that drags Kate back to reality out of her 'corporate fundraiser fantasy' mode. And that's as far as she gets before the weight of Darcy's statements hit. "I.. ball gag.. strap on.." She gives a slight cough, telling Clint, "No.. Danny is not the guy.

She is very glad that John wasn't here, because he would have taken Darcy's suggestions and run with them.

"Uh.. How about them Dogers," she says weakly.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Oh, hey Perce. How's it shakin', handsome?" Darcy says to Danny, tone flipping instantly to friendly and warm. She even pushes up so she can toss her arms around his neck for a hug. Warm and friendly right until she pulls bad to give him a bit of stink eye.

"Were you one of Kate's Asshats? Cause if you were, I'm going to need to have words with you. Small ones. Not nice ones. Out front, next to the biker gang so that they can kick your ass for me," Darcy tells him even as Kate's stating that he isn't That Guy. And then, her phone rings. The ring tone she set for the office calling her when that Jeffery guy fucked something up, again. Seriously. WHY is he still on staff?! Darcy steps bad from Danny, groaning.

"Fuck. Can't even have a fucking pizza," she laments, and turns to Clint. "You. Be good. I promised I was gonna bring you bad, but now I'm getting called in so... don't make me look bad to your chick, okay? I'll never forgive you," she tells him, two fingers pointing at her eyes and then at him. Assured that he understood that, she turns to Kate and gives a wink.

"Yes. To both. Any time you wanna give it a try, let me know. Dinner, movie, dancing, roses, candlelight, the nines." is told to the other girl before she grabs her purse and gives Danny a swat on the rump on her way out.

"Call me sometime, Percival. We need to hang more. Plot ways to treat our girl here right," she tells him, ignoring the fact that maybe she hadn't given him her number, but Clint could if Danny asked for it. Darcy's easy like that. Giving a finger wave over her shoulder, she heads out, bad to the Triskelion, to fix the mess in the office supply room.

Again.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
"She's not joking either," Clint says about Darcy's offer. "So make sure you know what you're doing if you sicc him on this guy."

"Yep, a cat, and, huh, good, liked what I saw about Rand in the press." He says of Danny not being the guy and the whole cat situation.

Danny's arrival is met with a handshake, "Clint Barton," he offers in return as he takes a seat.

"So, Wisp," Clint says with a look to Kate. "How do you know, Danny?"

Though there isn't time for more before hurricane Darcy whirls out the door. "And that was Darcy Lewis," he grins to Danny. "Seems like you know her too." He does however call out: "Later Darce!" to the departing agent.

Iron Fist has posed:
The smack on the rear does surprise Danny, but he recovers smoothly. "Sure thing, Wisp." He watches as Darcy heads on out, before turning back to Clint and Kate. The confused expressions are met with a shrug. "She had rainbow hair when coming from derby practice. What, no one here knows Rainbow Brite?" Of course, the real question is why does Danny know.

A grin is given to Clint. "Pleasure to meet you." Then, a glance to Kate. "Should I ask why sex toys are in the conversation?"

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
Kate waves to the disappearing Darcy not entirely certain if the woman was kidding or not about the whole matter, and while she was really sure she probably couldn't do any worse in the dating department, she also wasn't sure she wanted to add in and entire other gender to the comedy of errors that was her love life.

"Cat, huh?" She repeats it nodding to herself, drinking from her beer, and encouraging Danny to help himself to both beer and the arriving food. Without Darcy there was way too much for Clint and Kate to deal with, and Kate had a very vad habit of calling upon John when she'd had one too many. Sometimes half a one too many.

It was sad. She knew it.

"So why do you call her Wisp? And why does she call you Percy? Is this some King Arthur thing?" Danny gets a helpless look from Kate. "We were discussing my lousy love life. I thin Darcy was kidding. I do not know why sex toys were involved. I think that's just Darcy."

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
"Wait, Darcy's Wisp?" Clint says he'd thought Danny had meant Kate. "Definitely a story there."

Clint nods in approval of Danny's inivte, "Yeah dig in, whole deal's on me tonight. And yeah, Darcy was suggesting Kate give girls a try and Darcy..." Clint begins before his mouth snaps shut. "Nevermind, put another way, it was Darcy being Darcy, sounds like you two have met, so you know what's up."

He nods as Kate ultimately comes to the same explanation.