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Dazzler	It's morning, which means that Dazzler is continuing her routine of breakfast at Fred's in Mutant Town. Not Alison Blair, but Dazzler. Her identity has been 'out' for a while, and right now she's not even trying to be subtle about it. With the abductions in Mutant Town, Dazz is taking the role of visible deterrent in full makeup and disco battle armor. Here at Fred's, no one even bats an eye. She sips her coffee, offering the waitress a smile as she comes around for a refill.
Sandra	The bus pulls up out front with a hiss and out comes Sandra dressed in a heavy parka and a pair of light blue scrubs. She nudges the door open and heads for her usual booth near the back, giving a smile and a wave to a familiar waitress. Over her ears is a large pair of head phones that is blasting some type of rock opera that can be faintly heard as she slides them off her head to her neck. She plucks the menu up to look at the daily special, humming to herself happily.
Dazzler	Dazzler's booth is near the front window, and it's likely no coincidence that she can see the bus stop from here. She checks her watch when the woman wearing scrubs steps off and wanders into the diner. Waiting for Sandra to take a seat, Dazz picks up her coffee and moves back to slide into the booth across from her. "Nice tunes." the former pop-star offers. And yes she can hear through the head phones. Dazzler hears... everything.
Sandra	What is it with X-Men just sliding into her booth? (That is so cool by the way!) Sandy glances up from the menu with a startled look on her face as she is pulled out from the 'zone' that she was in. Her eyes widen as she stares at the pop-rock star, her mouth starting to open as she squeaks out a noise before clearing her throat. ".. Holy shit, you are Dazzler!" She clamps a hand over her mouth to quiet herself, then says in a softer voice. "You are Dazzler! You're at my table. Wow. Um... I love what you're wearing. You look so bad ass... did um... did Alex tell you about me?" She asks as her brows raise up a bit as she fumbles for the volume control on her headphones to turn them down.
Dazzler	Dazzler smiles through painted lips and raises her coffee for another sip. Offering an armored, fingerless-gloved hand, she nods in reply. "He might've mentioned it, yeah. Call me Alison if you want. I'm pretty public with my identity these days. You're Sandy? Nice to meet you. I sort of... watch over... this place these days. What, with all the trouble lately and all."
Sandra	"Oh. I see. I just come here because I really like the pancakes in the morning and it gives me forty minutes between bus stops on the way home." Sandy says sheepishly as she wraps her hands around a napkin, giving a few nervous tugs on the end of it. "The pancakes are super yummy here. So ..um.. Alex is really nice. I'm still waiting to hear back from Hank but I know he must be like really busy being that he's like.. super smart and important.. So... ah.. yeah.." She trails off as she blushes for a moment, tucking her hair back behind an ear. "I've been coming here for almost two years and no one has even talked to me until Alex came over because he saw that I was a nurse. It's kinda cool and intimidating at the same time. You know, talking to real superheroes and all."
Dazzler	Dazzler's smile becomes wry and she nods as she listens, taking the occasional sip as well. "Yeah, Alex is pretty hot, isn't he?" she quips back with a bit of a wink. "And Hank is about the *most* difficult person in the world to get a hold of. Don't take it personally if he doesn't call you right back."
Sandra	Having had a water placed in front of her, Sandy picks it up and begins to sip on it, right as Dazzler asks about Alex. She gives a loud sputter and a choke as she covers her mouth, then pounds herself on the chest a few times as the bench rocks with the motion of each strike as she clears her throat. "Err.. um... I.. I guess.. he's .. hot? I mean ... yes.. he is... very handsome... and he has the most amazing blue eyes I've ever seen, but ah... " She pauses dumbly for a moment, her cheeks burning as she shrugs her shoulders upwards, taking another careful sip of her water. "I mean.. sure.. yeah..." She mumbles as she slides the menu back over to her to stare at it.
Dazzler	Dazzler can't help but look amused, both at the reaction as well as the near spit-take. "Sorry about that." she offers, reaching for a napkin to offer it. "I've been in the spotlight for far too long, so I sometimes go off the rails with it a bit. Let me get your breakfast for being rude." Settling back a bit, she takes another sip of coffee before offering. "Alex told me you're also... special."
Sandra	Reaching for the napkin, Sandra wipes at her mouth with an amused look. "It's okay, don't worry about it. I just wasn't expecting that question. Ah.. I don't get that type of girl talk usually... you know..." She says as she chews on her bottom lip in thought. "And I don't think of it often because um.. also.. you know..." As if the obvious answer is hanging in the air. "Guys that look like him don't tend to look at girls like me, so .. I don't .. ah.. I don't dwell on the hotness factor of superhero mutants or Avengers or whatever very long. Just in the shower." She says with a giggle as her eyes roll upwards. "Ah. Yes.. I suppose I'm special." She mumbles softly as if she was afraid to let the secret out into the open, even in mutant town. ".. I can pick up cars and bullets bounce off me. That's all It's not even that cool."
Dazzler	Dazzler shrugs at that, chuckling softly. "Don't worry about it. Most of the female X-Men comment on his ass all the time. In the shower or not." Wink. Brows lift as the subject shifts to Sandy's powers, then. "Strength and invulnerability, hmm? Sorta like Colossus, only without the metal skin. I'd say that's pretty cool."
Sandra	"It's only sorta cool when I'm cleaning the house and I need to move heavy furniture about. Took me awhile to figure out how not to break things all the time around me and to keep it on the downlow. Not even my family knows." Sandy says as she rubs at her shoulder. "I just didn't tell anyone ... you know... I guess I was scared people would call me The Blob's wife or something since I'm not exactly a model and he's sorta the poster child for overweight mutants." She sighs softly as she taps her fingers along the table. "I know there is nothing wrong with being a mutant, I just had enough teasing when I was a kid that I didn't want to add one more layer on to it. It's awesome that you guys can go save the world and look amazing doing it in your spandex and leather. And be a rock star.. and get to hang out and talk about Alex's cute butt. I'm just hoping to do my part by fixing people when they come in broken to me. Stay off the radar. Be boring. It's easy to be boring."
Dazzler	Dazzler sips her coffee, leaning both armored elbows on the table to do so. There's something in Sandy's words that catches her attention, but she waits for the moment. "Well I'll be the first to tell you that being a pop star isn't all it's cracked up to be. And this body? Comes from fighting for my life every day for about two years. That, and pilates. Gotta ask you, though..." She pauses to take another sip before continuing. "If you're so 'off the radar', how do you know you can pick up cars and bounce bullets?"
Sandra	Shifting her jaw in thought, Sandy gives a shrug of her shoulder. "An accident happened awhile ago, maybe ten years ago and a car rolled off the side of the road during a really bad winter. The snow was thick and I don't think the car had good tires. I pulled over and went down to help out.. the car was on it's side and I just.. I pushed on it as hard as I could and I flipped it over. Lucky for me the driver was unconscious I guess... made it easier for me to yank the door off and pull him out. Was the start of everything for me. I decided I wanted to become a nurse." As for the question about bullets? She takes in a deep breath and glances out the window. She chews on her lip. "I had a bad day."
Dazzler	Dazzler's expression softens at the last, and she reaches over to clasp Sandy's hand in her own. "I'm very sorry to hear that, but I completely understand. We've all had our dark times." she replies in a lower voice. "And trust me when I say that leather and spandex are very optional when it comes to the hero thing. Same with... " Here she makes a bit of a pained face. "... white, polyester jumpsuits."
Sandra	"It's okay. Was awhile ago in college. I just made a bad mistake with a guy and it got around campus like a wildfire. Nothing like having your first time be a huge joke because of a bet. They called it Bull Riding." Sandra says as she gives a light squeeze back, as if practiced, so not to crush the fingers of the other. "So, you know.. after two semesters of hearing the laughs and reading the emails I'd get or the blips on social media, I just decided to make an even worse descision, but I found out my skull is thicker than concrete. It was a learning point for me. Sticks and Stones can't break my bones, so I shouldn't let words hurt me." She gives a crooked smile at her. "I thought you looked stupid hot in the white jumpsuit. You didn't even camel toe in your poster. I have all your music by the way. I can sing your entire first album by heart without hitting a single note."
Dazzler	Dazzler nose-wrinkles at that, shaking her head. "College guys can be such assholes sometimes." she murmurs, returning the light squeeze. "Hey, it was the 80's. That's my excuse, and I'm sticking to it. And you really DON'T wanna know about the long list of special precautions on the 'cameltoe prevention' front." She sets her coffee down, then adds in a lower, conspiratorial tone. "Tape was involved. So was a good waxing." And either the coffee is warm or her cheeks suddenly are. "And on that note, let me head off any requests for me to sign things by saying 'yes'."
Sandra	There is another blush from Sandra as she giggles. "At least you can probably wax easily. Try shaving or waxing when you're indestructible. I've broken so many razors over the years I've sort have just gave up on it." She smiles as the waitress brings over her small fruit salad and a plain bagel with cream cheese. "I have to cut my own hair and it's not easy. It's why I just keep it plain like this. Manageable. Some bangs, shoulder length. Easy to tie up."
Dazzler	Dazzler's expression becomes wry at that, and she looks thoughtful. "Y'know, I wouldn't have thought it would be a problem." she offers. "But yeah... You ever try cutting your hair with a laser? I've got pretty good control, if you trust me." Leaving the offer on the table, so to speak, Dazzler shifts subjects a bit. "So were you looking to use of your powers, maybe? Do some hero-work?"
Sandra	There is a brighter blush along Sandy's cheeks. ".. Y.. you mean use your lasers.. um.. d...down there?" She clears her throat, followed by a soft laugh. ".. Maybe on the third date." She mumbles to herself before she gives a shake of her head. "No, no hero work for me. I get enough of that in the ER where I work at. But, if you need someone.. a substitute... you know.. something low key.. in the area type of thing, you can call me and I can push a car over or something for you. I just don't see myself going toe to toe with the Juggernaut or any of your famous bad guys. I did knock a guy out once who tried to rob an old lady of her purse. Sent him flying."
Dazzler	Dazzler shrugs at the question, her blush remaining. "Hey, wherever you'd need it." she offers softly. "At least we can give it a try. Work on a more layered cut, or something. I'm not a licensed beautician, but I've seen my share of hair stylists over the years. And I paid attention." At the offer of 'standing in', she smiles. "Tell you what, Sandy. Stop by Xavier's School in Westchester sometime. We have an area for training, if you wanna just test your limits."
Sandra	"Sure, I can stop by tonight if you want? I just got off work and I have the rest of the day free. I just need to get a power nap in and throw some laundry into the wash, then I could head over and say Hi?" Sandy asks as she as her fork pokes about her fruit a few times. "Maybe we can get dinner afterwards? You can even wear the jumpsuit." She says teasingly a bit.
Dazzler	Dazzler returns the grin, sipping her coffee. "Maybe on the third date." she quips back, expression becoming playful. "Hey, that jumpsuit is practically an antique. And you don't wanna know how much Hard Rock keeps asking me for it." Pausing for another moment, her tone softens and she adds. "That's not a 'no', by the way."
Sandra	"Definitely hold on to it for that right moment before you sell. You know, while you're still at the top of your game, but you know you have maybe three years left in the tank. That's the sweet spot of when to sell." Sandy grins. "My dad likes to collect antiques and flip them on the Internet. He says celebrity memorabilia is like playing the stocks." Brushing her hair back behind he rear, she gives an honest smile. ".. So.. did I just ask you out and you said you were cool with it?" She asks as her cheeks redden with a small giggle.
Dazzler	Dazzler laughs in return. "I think you did, yeah. Something about stopping by the mansion and then dinner, I believe." She finishes her coffee, then. "But what makes you think I'm still at the top of my game? Since 'coming out', I haven't had a promoter willing to touch me. Although I -may- be developing an online presence now, but that's another thing entirely."
Sandra	"Well, I'd rather listen to your music rather than some of that weird pop music that is out now. You're at the top of your game in my phone at least." Sandy laughs as she shrugs her shoulders upwards. "I still can't believe people are freaking out about mutants in this day of age. You'd think having a superhero on your label would be huge for them." She glances down at her watch, then out the window as she sees the bus starting to head down the street. "Oh, that's my transfer by the way. I'm on the way home to Long Island. So, I will see you tonight, okay?" She says with a grin as she rises upwards, placing some bils on the table to cover the tab and a tip before she gathers up her bagel and the to go bowl of fruit. "It was awesome meeting you, Allison." She says with red cheeks as she slips out of the booth and shuffles for the door to catch her transit.