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Nadia Pym	While money isn't exactly something Nadia Pym has a lot of there are some occasions when she can totally justify spending it. And one of those occasions is a trip to the New York Hall of Science. Nothing there is especially groundbreaking or informative for her, but it's a nice place to relax for a supergenius. Besides it's public enough there is very little chance of the Red Room sending agents after her. She's dressed in some designer jeans and a bomber jacket with an insect wing logo on the back, zipped up tight against the weather. Along with some comfortable sneakers (pink and glittery).
Sara Pezzini	It's at times like these Sara Pezzini likes to kick back and relax after a hard shift at work. Sitting at a desk is so hard...that she's come to Flushing to unwind. The fact she's dressed slightly more casually means she's off the clock, officially. Gone is the button down shirt. In comes a t-shirt, jeans, and oh yeah a winter jacket, a nice big NY Mets one. Because. Flushing. Stepping out of a cab, Sara flips the driver a $5 tip and pockets her wallet. Pocket zipped up, and importantly, phone turned to vibrate... Sara's ready for the museum. She promised herself she'd come here one day. So why not today? Given her modes of transport normally carry a certain weight and gravitas with them....cab it was. She's dressed down, and looking around as she walks, earbud in one ear, jacket zipped up tight over her frame, and earbud wire disappearing into said jacket. She's got her music in one ear and is enjoying it. Striding toward the museum, Sara settles into waiting outside. Because this is New York. Coronoa, Flushing, whatever she calls it...
Nadia Pym	Of course at this time of year the museum isn't very busy. Aside from a few tourists visiting New York for the NYE period that're seeing the sights. So it really stands out that a girl Nadia's age is her by herself and apparantly eager to get herself some science knowledge. "Are you here on vacation?" she asks, in faintly Russian accented English, the woman (Sara) who joins the queue behind her. "Not that I mean to pry. I just find waiting in lines ever so boring. You'd think they could do virtual tickets or something.."
Sara Pezzini	Sara laughs. "Oh I'm coming here after work" she offers with a nod. "It's my treat to myself, really. Oh yes virtual tickets, you know...swipe your phone. If they can do it for most things...why not the museum?" she adds and sighs. "So what about you? Are you here on vacation or you on a school trip or something?" she adds. Yeah, Pez. Scool trip in the winter. Smooth
Nadia Pym	"If I was on a school trip it would be a very small school," Nadia points out with a giggle, looking around at the rest of the line. Which seems mostly to be tourists and family groups. "I'm just taking a break from a paper I'm writing. I'm thinking of applying for a research position on the Canadian space station. Ideally doing physics work but I'd also take something interesting like xenobiology or doing zero gravity genetics work." "Would it be rude of me to ask what it is you do?"
Sara Pezzini	Sara raises an eyebrow at that. Okay, somebody's genius level. That acccent though. Canadian? Nah. "I....ah you're not on a school trip" Sara offers, backpedaling as fast as she can from the social faux pas. She does though nod. "Oh no no it's not rude to ask. I got off work earlier, I work for the NYPD as a detective" Sara says, and she's patiently waiting. Not even playing on her phone. Instead she looks like she's done this before. Which is mostly true. Pezz has. Lines, and city living and all that. Rocking back on her heels slightly, Sara loks to the entrance. "Anything in particular you're looking for in there?" she adds waving her hand toward the entrance
Nadia Pym	"Do you like police work?" Nadia wonders, shuffling forward a little as the line moves. "I can understand why you might assume I was with a school group, it's not the typical teen hotspot is it?" She shrugs. "I don't really know. Inspiration maybe? I find a chance in my surroundings can really help with my work. Besides it's a nice day and I didn't want to sit around indoors."
Sara Pezzini	"What is the typical teen hotspot thoughh?" Sara wonders, a few paces behind Nadia. Instead...she's not sure what if any the typical teen hotspots are. For her, her hangouts are with corpses. Which. By the way. Is totally not a good teen hangout or a good hangout for anyone. Mostly since, hey, Sara's not normal. "I think teen hangouts, I think fast food places, so yeah. You are right" With that she changes tack to the question of iif she likes police work. "I hate bullies. So" Sara admits. "In that regard..yes since I get to do myy job and help putt bullies away. On the other hand, I hate it because of the politics and the grisly bits of the job. So it's somewhere in th emiddle" she admits with a shrug. "I have a love/hate thing with it, and it takes a toll on me" Sara says with a weary smile. "Take the shift I got off of. I was working myself to the bone going over printouts and windows on my computer racking my brains trying to put it all together. Then I just took that data, handed it to my boss and clocked out. Yet tomorrow, I could be....say.....halfway across the city knocking on doors and chasing leads that go nowhere" Sara admits. "Point is" she adds unzipping her coat a tiny bit. "Every day is differnt. But every day takes a toll on you" Sara's used a lot of words to answer the question. Go figure. Taking out her phone for a moment, Sara looks thoughtful. "I'm just hoping I learn something new honestly" Sara admits, "I tend to do strange things to unwind. You think I'd go to a ballgame, Shea Stadium is over there. But....but....no" Sara admits. "Opera. Or cleaning my apartment. Or coming to a museum. That's my way of relaxing"
Nadia Pym	"Somewhere you can illegally drink or take drugs? Or buy nice clothing.. It really depends on your peer group," Nadia muses, not that she's an expert on the subject. "So you're a... homicide detective? If so I'd guess that the paperwork is probably the best bit. At least then you're not dealing with a dead person." She shrugs. "Not that dealing with dead things is all that bad. I've done all kinds of dissections and necropsies before." She leaves out she's also done a few autopsies too. That'd lead to a lot of awkward questions. "Do you like sports? If not then I can't imagine why anyone would think you'd go see a ballgame. Unless you get free tickets through work I guess."
Sara Pezzini	Pez laughs. She actually laughs. "So basically any bathroom in the city. Gotcha" Sara nods. "Not t that I approve of those activities, however" she says sternly, "On the other hand, I prefer teens to do legal activities. Mostly since, well..." Sara says. "Makes my job easier. Oh yeah. Paperworks' still chasing around dead people. Like hey, Detective, can you look at this bank statement and see what you think? Or, hey, Detective, can you drive to this place and go over these papers? I much prefer sitting at my desk to do this. Honestly the dead people aren't bad. You know how hard living witnesses and suspects are? Dead people don't talk back or lie to you" Sara says with a small smile. She's right. The dead don't lie. "On the other hand. They don't tell you what happened. Pretty sure I need a medium to come along with me. Aha you did biology classes, dissecting frogs?" Sara nods. She's going with that. If only to avoid awkward questions. Mostly since, hey. Pez isn't being paid to interrogate this poor girl. "Always hated that in biology. Poor frog getting cut open too...see, that's the thing about school. You do bad things to learn things. Do I like sports? Only when it's playoff time and our teams in this city got a shot. I gotta know the basics for work. Who is who and who plays for what team. Aside from that? Don't care" Sara admits. "Call me a not real fan all you want. I just don't care enough to be a die hard. There's cops who are, honestly. They live and breathe it. Not me"
Nadia Pym	"I've dissected a lot of things. For educational purposes. And you shouldn't really complain about that sort of paperwork," Nadia points out earnestly. "I spent over eighty hours last week running through numerical data sets. Just huge walls of numbers that I'm hoping will... not prove something but not disprove it." Her head tilts to one side and quizzically she adds "I don't think liking sports matters for being a cop. Why should it? Unless you work on a task force dealing with illegal gambling and then it'd be work related..."
Sara Pezzini	Sara looks horrified. "80 hours? I'd just leave that to computers really. That's what they're for. Crunching numbers right?" Sara admits. She's....got her views on technology and she's not hte most tech savvy NYPD cop on the force. She still uses a decade old laptop....mostly since it works and doesn't have half the fancy things the newer ones do. "You were running number sets? See. That's science. Not my thing honestly" Sara shrugs. "Before you say it. No. I don't think of criminology as a science. I just don't" she says, very defensively, like she really should change her views on that one. Looking over to the entrance again Sara shakes her head at Nadia. "No no it's more for office chatter. Rules of our office. Don't talk about politics or religion. Do talk about sports, the city and definitely moan and bitch about traffic" Sara says, she's got that look in her eyes...but she's only half joking. " So I gotta know a little to join in, really. Plus I get invited out to bars with the cops and the talk always turns to sports. Always. But we're off the clock then. Still gotta know"
Nadia Pym	"The thing is the computer won't know what's wrong and I will. But I won't know it's wrong until I see it, so I can't program a computer to check. If that makes sense? Besides I find by the time I've typed something into a computer I've already worked out the solution in my head, so why bother using the computer in the first place?" Nadia's brow furrows, deep in thought. "Criminology is a soft science at best. It's like psychology, not really worth dedicated study because it involves people and they are inevitably going to do unexpected things for the worst possible reasons."
Sara Pezzini	Sara looks thoughtful, "Well....computers only do what you tell them to. So" Sara nods looking deep in thought. "You could work with the computer and cross check the results?" Sara offers. "I hear that all the time. Though..." she says raising her palms, shuffling forward a little bit as she's finding her spot on her feet, her feeet hurting from a little. She does though nod. "Ha. Psychology's just a license to print overpriced textbooks. Same for criminology. Which makes sensse in some twisted way, but hey I needed the degree to get my job and I actually liked the class, overpriced books and boring lectures notwithstanding" Sara says. "But soft sciences are good however in situations" Sara nods looking serious. Oh she's so ready for this debate
Nadia Pym	"Depends on the computer. My Dad has worked on some that can think for themselves... Which doesn't always work out well..." Nadia can't help but wince at the thought. "Anyway that's not really important. To be honest I don't really have the spare time and resources to build a suitable computer. Why spend the money on something which will be worse than my own brain?" She pats her pocket to make sure her money is ready for when she reaches the ticket booth. "I'm not suggesting they're useless, for specific careers anyway, but I'm far more interested in the deeper mysteries of the universe. What is reality? How does it work?"
Sara Pezzini	"Where the lost socks go" Sara adds. "That's one of life's mysteries too" True that. Life's big mysteires. Just...Pez is on a different wavelength. She looks to the line line. She's got her money ready in her pocket, she's looking forward to this.
Nadia Pym	Nadia Pym shakes her head. "Mostly those are just getting stuck in communal washing machines or driers," she points out. "I don't think I've ever lost a sock in my life." Because the Red Room didn't look kindly on 'recruits' who misplaced anything. "Try doing smaller loads of washing more frequently. Although that's bad for the environment so..."
Sara Pezzini	Sara nods, losing herself in thought. Being schooled in laundry by a younger woman...sort of makes her sit up and take notice. Getting to the ticket booth, Sara pays and heads on in. Phone out. She's taking notes. With that she's stepped away from Nadia and the line now doing her own thing. Which is good.