Owner	Pose
Rose Wilson	Rose Wilson has texted Nightwing and invited him over, while she's in the kitchen burning something. She wafts her hand back and forth while coughing, then turns on the fan to clear out the smell. She grumps disappointedly and just gets a yogurt from the refrigerator, and goes to the door once she hears Nightwing ring, "Hey, c'mon in," she offers.
Dick Grayson	Dick isn't going to turn down an invitation from Rose to come visit. Even if it weren't for Cait, he'd have jumped at the chance. It's good, in his eyes. It is a sign that Rose might be opening up to him. And so, he makes his way over and shows up at the door, ringing the doorbell as opposed to his customary B&E approach. When she opens the door, Dick is there, leaning against the doorframe, dressed casually in jeans and a t-shirt with a black and blue racing jacket shrugged on over a blue hoodie.     "What's up?" He asks as he steps inside after being given the invite. His blue eyes peer around curiously, as his nose crinkles up. One eyebrow lifts and he asks, "...and what is that smell?"
Rose Wilson	Rose Wilson smirks, "Shut up," she tells him, then motions to the kitchen, "Well Caitlin is fuckin /out/," she tells, "So I'm making shit. I can make shit too, you know?" she explains defensively, though looks like she doubts that statement. She has actually slowly trickled towards being casual with Dick, though she says, "Just checkin on you, Sensei. I wanted to talk to you about a Rescue Op."
Dick Grayson	"Out?" He asks, curiously, tilting his head to one side and looking at Rose with a questioning expression written on his face. But, he shrugs his shoulders, and unzips his jacket, along with the hoodie under it, and slides both of them off to drape over the back of a seat.     "Making shit is hard," Dick says with a grin, as he moves to Rose and places a hand on her shoulder. Giving an upnod towards the kitchen, he says, "Let's go see if we can't make some shit. Together. I'm sure we can manage it if we work together. You can tell me about this rescue while we are at it."     With that, he slides past her with that almost ghostly sort of grace he has, and dips in to the kitchen.
Rose Wilson	Rose Wilson motions to the pan she burned on top of the stove, "Okay fine, Sensei," she explains, "I'm the best fuckin cook, by the way," she explains and snickers. She takes butter and hands it to Dick, "You take this shit and mix it with this stuff in the box," she explains what she did, "Yeah, it's heroic, you like that right? Some asshole wants me to pull his son out of a shithole somewhere, total Rescue Op. I have to do more research. What do you think?"
Dick Grayson	"What'd we say about that sensei business?" He says with a scoff, his eyes rolling, though he does keep his smile on his face. "It's just Dick."     He looks at... whatever it was that she was making from a box. And had burnt. And then he just takes the pan off the stove and dumps its contents in the trash. Sliding the butter back to her, he says, "Get bread and cheese. It's cold out, and grilled cheese sandwiches sound amazing right now, don't they?"     He takes the time to rinse and clean the pan, before settling it back on the stove, while talking. "So... Who is the employer, and who is the son? Where is he detained? Do you know why he's been put in this place? Because that could be a rescue op, or it could be a jailbreak, from the sound of it."
Rose Wilson	Rose Wilson holds the butter for a minute as she thinks about what Dick said about Cheese Sandwiches, "Yes Sensei--I mean, sure no problem," she says and grabs the bread and cheese. She turns back to the stove and begins plopping down slices of cheese and bread all over the pan randomly, starting to plan out her mess again. "This Doctor in California has a son goes to Paris for some parties. The Dad thinks he's addicted to drugs and won't come home," he acknowledges, "I guess that's not technically a rescue."
Caitlin Fairchild	BOOM there is a rather loud Thud and impact on the roof! Maybe the reason they picked the former vault? A few moments later the door starts to jingle sounds like somebody who has keys.. and a voice as the door opened "I smell burning? Rose are you trying to cook again I told you I would.. oh!".
Dick Grayson	"You know, you can relax, Rose. You don't need to be so formal with me," Dick says, his voice growing softer and warmer. He even lays a hand atop hers as she starts laying things out haphazardly as she does, and gives it a gentle squeeze.     "Think of cooking like an op. It has an order that it needs to go through to be done right. For grilled cheese sandwiches, we got to butter the bread, first. Just one slide on each piece. We'll have tw--"     There's a thud on the roof, and Dick's words are cut short. His bright blue eyes turn upwards with a look of amused curiosity, but then, he shrugs and says, "Sounds like we have company. Butter the bread, I'll get the door."     As Dick walks past, he lays a hand on Rose's shoulder, letting it linger there and slide off as he moves away from her. Approaching the door, he hears the jingling of keys and stops only to see Cait step inside. "Hey. I've... I've got it covered. Welcome home."     Back into the kitchen, Dick calls out to Rose, "Hey, Rose. Butter up twelve slices of bread for me!"
Rose Wilson	Rose Wilson nods to what her Sensei says and mutters, "Oh I got it now. Yeah it's cool, I got it now". She is buttering bread as Caitlin barges in and she corrects Dick, "We've got it fuckin covered, Cait, no prob," she says assuredly. Rose then SLAPS the buttered bread down into the pan with a verbal OOMF and chuckles at herself, doing the same for a few others. SLAP SLAP. "This grilled cheese ain't got shit on us," she assures the bread as she eyes it. She turns around for a spatula, sifting through Caitlin's cooking equipment recklessly. She moves shit around.
Caitlin Fairchild	Caitlin Fairchild She beams a bright smile at dick as she walks in taking off her overcoat she threw on to hide her uniform. Then she looks it horror " That's what I was scared off. It-It's okay rose I can help honest.. you don't need to " She winces " That's a pasta machine."
Dick Grayson	Dick takes Cait's coat for her as she's distracted by Rose's antics in the kitchen. He hangs it up where it goes, and then heads back into the kitchen. Moving to Rose, the young Wayne heir puts his hands on her hips to guide her to stepping aside and away from the pan and any further calamity. "I've got this from here. Why don't you and Cait sit down and relax. Let me take care of my two favorite girls for once."     He takes up the spatula and sets about tidying up the cheese and bread into workable sandwiches, all nice and neat and stacked and buttered.
Rose Wilson	Rose Wilson glances at Caitlin ias she comes into the kitchen, "What do you need a machine for pasta for?" she wonders and then turns back around to the stove with her spatula, ready to flip the buttery bread. She accidentally flips one out of the pan, "What Cait? No it's cool, Sensei gave me instructions---" she says and tries to retrieve the fallen bread. She just puts it back in the pan. It's all good. Rose is moved aside as Dick returns to the stove, "Huh?" she eyeballs Dick as he manhandles her, "Fine Dad, whatever," she mutters annoyedly. She motions Caitlin out to the couches and plops down herself.
Caitlin Fairchild	Caitlin Fairchild Cringes and winces as she watches that bread goes onto the ground.. only to gasp when it goes back into the pan yep she's gonna faint totally faint, thankfully dick saves the day! She sighs and nods moving to sit on the couch with a bit of a thud feeling much better now.
Dick Grayson	"Dick!" he calls out after Rose, then goes back to what he was doing, muttering to himself somethingsomethingsomethingDaddyDicksomethingsomethingsomething. After they're sequestered away on the couches, Dick does,in fact, pull that fallen piece of toast and trashes it, replacing it quickly with a new one. Sure, there's the five second rule and all, but Dick was raised in a manor with a butler, so...     Either way, once the skillet gets hot, it doesn't take long at all for Dick to get each of the sandwiches golden brown, glistening and buttery, with gooey golden cheese in the center, all metly and delicious. Six sandwiches in total, so two for each of them. These, he stacks up on a plate to sit and cool to the point of not being lava while he fishes out some drinks for the three of them. Might as well go with the full grade schooler. Glasses of milk are poured.     "And here we go." He says, as he comes walking out into the living room with glasses of milk balanced on a cookie tray in one hand, and a plate of grilled cheese in the other.
Rose Wilson	Rose Wilson motions to the kitchen, "People have to make mistakes to learn, you know. You guys get all fuckin drama when I burn a few fuckin things," she tells them and leans back on the couch next to Caitlin, "I'm doin research for a new Op, Cait. It's totally heroic, don't worry," she promises. She looks up as Dick comes back in with his tray of food.
Caitlin Fairchild	Caitlin Fairchild Sighs and gives Rose a huge hug a kiss on the cheek " I love you " she says before she tands up and walks to dick and kisses him hot heavy and on the lips " You ... I will see later I need to talk to you about something .. " She says " But I have been out alll night punching people in the face.. it helped so I'm going to bed " .
Dick Grayson	"I'm not being drama about anything," Dick says with a small chuckle. "I'm just trying to take care of you is all. Is that really such a bad thing?"     He's about to settle down next to Cait when she stands up and gives Rose that hug and kiss. Her delivery to him has him slipping one arm around her neck, and lifting up to press back in to that kiss, returning it with equal fervor. As she pulls away and proclaims that they need to talk about something, though, Dick's blue eyes blink rapidly in confusion. But he just nods his head, and says quietly, "Good night."     Once she's left, Dick settles down onto the floor in front of the couch that Rose is on, and plucks up a sandwich to hold back over his shoulder for the white haired girl to take from him.
Rose Wilson	Rose Wilson snatches the sandwich from Nightwing and says, "I hope things are okay..." she says and squints at her sandwich knowingly, She leans back on couch casually and tucks her legs underneath her as she eats her food, "Guess I'll go exercise, Sensei---I mean, Dick. I still follow the regimen. I'm not goofing off," she explains.