9115/You're Late

You're Late
Date of Scene:	08 September 2019
Location:	Mezê, Manhattan, New York
Synopsis:	Gwen and MJ enjoy a (belated) dinner date at a fancy Manhattan restaurant.
Cast of Characters:	Mary Jane Watson, Ghost Spider

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Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane waits at a table near the back of the restaurant. She's pulled out all the stops for date night, dressed in a sleek black JVD dress that shows enough décolletage to be alluring without being vulgar. What started as sitting upright in her chair, beaming and waiting for her date, has turned to slouching over time. Her phone is open in front of her, one hand propping up her face as she scrolls through her social media stream.

'They r going 2 kick me out soon' she texts Gwen, wherever she may be, 'Booking was for 8!' She follows it up with a bored-looking selfie, followed by a whole mess of spider emojis.

Ghost Spider has posed:
Gwen was in no position to really reply for a while there.

The reason for which does pop up on social media as she scrolls along after sending that text.

Ghost Spider battles Boomarang ending hostage crisis is the headline on the online news alerts, well before anything hits major sites. Several blurry pictures. Etc. It isn't live news though it happened a little while ago. Started probably a bit before Gwen was supposed to show up for the date not too terribly far from here either.

There is a ping of a return text. 'I'm so sorry! OMW. Almost there, ran into an um incident. Please stall them. Should have texted sorry!' followed by a bunch of little heart emojis and one spider emoji.

She probably had to change, which hopeful her stuff isn't too ruffled. She is getting a lot of practice at fast changing really.

Which well it isn't too terribly long before she comes in. Yeah she definitely had to change but she is rocking a pretty fab outfit. ( https://t.ly/9ZDYn ) It isn't a JVD dress, but she definitely picked it up off one of the designers she models for on the side. Pants, amazing blouse, perfect shoes, and a satchel bag that is only a little out of place. Her costume must be stuffed in there.

Honestly the clothes only look a little man handled.

Gwen looks around worried but stops spotting MJ, she gets a goofy smile.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"See?" MJ asks as she rises from her seat, gesturing to let the maitre'd know that they can bring the menus over now, "If you hadn't come clean with me about your night job, I'd probably have stormed out of here an hour ago. Insteaaaad ... "

She plants both hands on Gwen's waist, leaning in to kiss her lightly and resting her forehead against her own, "I'm sitting here holding you a seat at the 'number one' restaurant in town. You look amazing, by the way."

Ghost Spider has posed:
Gwen notes "You're right, as usual." only a hint of amusement, best she can manage at the moment. But she does seem to agree.

She returns that kiss and then rests her forehead back in return. "Thanks. You look absolutely criminally stunning." a slight flush of a blush to her cheeks. Softer words next "Also I got hit by a surprising number of boomerangs and I think I may have cracked a rib. Really you're lucky he didn't hit my pretty face."

Which is about when she settles into the chair at that table. "But I am very excited to try this restaurant."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"Cracked ribs?" MJ can't help but frown at that, but resists the urge to immediately put her hands there and likely just make it worse, "Ouch. I hope you did a bit more than crack his bones. Boomerang throwing jerk needs to be locked up. Ruining my dates. The hostage taking stuff was pretty bad, too."

Once they set back down at the table, the menus are delivered. It's a Middle Eastern restaurant, but the menu seems to devote a lot of effort towards fusion dishes with all other sorts of cuisine. It's as though the chef is challenging somebody not to find something they'll enjoy.

"I'm betting you're famished after all that swinging around," MJ asks, glancing over her menu at Gwen, "Am I right?"

Ghost Spider has posed:
"I eat a lot more these days, increased metabolism." she isn't sure she told MJ that part, it is true though. The conversation is definitely tilted down a notch soft words for her date.

"Oo Kubaneh bread and velvet tomatoe dip.. sold... " slowly peruses "and okay Shakshuka... I can do a double order too.. thank god." like she said metabolism, higher, which is worth a conversation later. At least it isn't speedster higher.

"He is going to rikers without his stupid exploding and gravity boomerangs." she notes softer again. "Also this was the assassin with the tech boomerangs not the Captain guy who fights the Flash..." she just muses "How on earth are there two boomerang themed villains."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"The same way there are all those freeze ray guys, I guess?" MJ shrugs her shoulders, putting her phone face-down on the table and looking back up at Gwen, "Or the same way there are like ten spider-themed people now ... "

She can't help but grin broadly at her own joke. Underheath the table, she slips a foot out of her shoe and runs her toe up and down the inside of the blonde's lower leg: "And here I was worried you wouldn't know what to order!"

Mary Jane looks at the menu and then back up to the waiter, "Kubbeh for me. And paklawa for dessert. Thanks!"

Ghost Spider has posed:
"Well... I mean.. we do live in New York. The restaurant scene here is on fire.. just lets hope not too literally." then Gwen pauses and considers. "Though there totally is that new place up near Broadway that features flaming food exclusively.. we should go there sometime. I will even endeavor to avoid puns about it being the hottest spot in town."

Okay maybe she will fail.

"Also Captain Cold, Mr. Freeze.. and who am I missing there... and I am pretty sure there are five spider themed ones.. god help everyone if it doubles." yeah she knows MJ was joking but the thought almost makes her shiver.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"Five? Soo ... Ghost Spider? She's just ... mmm, yes please. Then you've got Arana. Spider-Woman. Kid Arachnid - he really needs to think of a better name - aaand Spider-Man. Oh, I suppose that's five if you don't count Spinneret."

MJ waggles her eyebrows a little at Gwen, fingers drumming on the table as they wait for their food, "Flaming food sounds fun."

Ghost Spider has posed:
"Shoot I always forget the Avenger... six with Spider Woman.. seven with Spinneret I think." she drinks her entire glass of water, then sets it aside for a refill.

"You aren't counting Silk, who keeps the lowest profile of everyone really."

"Also yeah.. though I imagine the desserts are trendy takes on bananas foster and baked alaska..."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"Trendy is another word for expensive," MJ tells her with a shake of her head, "But that said, what kind of twenty-somethings would we be if we didn't break the bank going to fancy restaurants just so we could say we did?"

She leans forward across the table once the waiter departs, leaning low down to the flat surface and smiling at Gwen, "Sooo ... my place after?"

Ghost Spider has posed:
"Responsible ones who can afford to retire someday?" she notes hopefully and then laughs and leans in as well when MJ does, letting her arms touch the other woman's now. "Definitely. Though also be gentle with me. Going to take a day or two to heal up fully."

Which frankly is way to fast for a broken rib or even a fracture.

"did I tell you that you look amazing?"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"You did," MJ says with a sly smile, "But you can keep telling me. I'm not going to complain."

When their arms touch, Mary Jane reaches out to trail fingers in lazy circles over the back of Gwen's hand. She tilts her head to one side, watching her thoughtfully.

"Oh, I'll be gentle with you if you promise to remember you can throw a car around like it was a toy. I thought you were going to pop my head!"

Ghost Spider has posed:
"I am super careful MJ. Super careful."

Gwen leans back and looks relieved when the water refills her water and brings the wine bottle to the table. She snuck that one in there and that happens to be the glass she picks up first now. "Toast perhaps, I feel like we deserve a good toast." she lifts her glass "To being reckless twenty somethings in love spending too much money on dinner and our outfits much to our parents dismay?"

"Oh god.. you need to come over for dinner with my dad sometime. He would flip if he found out from the news or one of the guys at work first instead of us."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"He's not gonna have an issue?" MJ's mouth twists thoughtfully. It's 2027, after all - that sort of thing shouldn't be an issue anymore - but for some people it is. Still, if Gwen thinks it's a good idea then she's all aboard. She nods her head, "I can't wait to meet him!"

When the wine is poured, Mary Jane lifts her glass to share in the toast and then takes a hearty sip, "Sooo ... you said 'love.'" She can't help but grin a little.

Ghost Spider has posed:
Gwen notes "I am 95 percent sure he will just be happy... and I mean you've met my dad before but this is like meet meet. He likes to meet all the people I go out with. I am honestly now morbidly curious if he will give you the full Captain Stacy NYPD experience he liked to give all my boyfriends.... cop dads I swear..."

Then when her glass tinks in the toast she drinks and manages to not choke when you point out she said love. "Did I?" her eyes widen, then they narrow thoughtfully "I did. Didn't I." she considers "Was that romantic.. I feel that dropping the L word should be romantic or part of a serious relationship talk." light blush.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"I know we've met, but I mean ... going over to your house and making chit-chat over dinner isn't exactly the same as 'Hi, I'm dating your daughter.' And he can /try/ and give me the full cop treatment, but I know he's a sweetheart so good luck convincing me otherwise."

She takes another sip of her win, sets the glass down on the table, and takes Gwen's hand in both of hers: "I already dropped one unexpected L word on you when I mentioned I thought about you 'that' way. I think this is only fair ... and besides, I love you too."

Ghost Spider has posed:
"You definitely have a home court advantage that none of the boys did that is for sure. He is a big softy and a sweetheart though you are right, I'm sure it will be okay."

She squeezes your hands with hers, adding her free hand. "Well good and yeah I noticed.." she smiles. "Love you too Red."

"Oh.. remind me to tell you about that Rhode Island bank blunder."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"Oh, I've /got/ to hear about that one, Tiger," MJ says, giving Gwen's hand another squeeze before reaching to pick up her glass of wine and sipping it, "Who doesn't love a good blunder? Oh! Were there hijinx? Please tell me the bank blunder had hijinx."

She gives the blonde's hand another affectionate little squeeze and sighs airily, "I'm really glad this is working out."

Ghost Spider has posed:
"So far so good, I mean I even made this dinner and didn't have to cancel because I was being hurled off a building or through a wall or something." look on the bright side of life. She squeezes MJ's hand. "Also mostly our blunders.. not my finest hour but it definitely showed I need more practice."

She leans back as the food finally arrives. "thank god.. I could eat half the restaurant at this point."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
"No kidding!" MJ practically beams as her food is placed before her, the little fried parcels arrayed around a bowl of sauce that she almost smacks her lips at the sight of.

"Imagine having to sit here and watch everybody else have nice food while your girlfriend is off fighting Boomerang Man?" Underneath the table, her foot extends to brush against Gwen's leg and she smiles enough to say she's just kidding.

"Dig in, Tiger."

Ghost Spider has posed:
There is a bop of her foot off MJ's leg in return, deftly, she does have spider-agility after all. "I can't even imagine how I could do this with double secret probation type espionage going on. Honestly probably a sequence of horrible breakups and short lived romances."

"Like Tindr but less depressing."

She digs in.