Owner	Pose
Sara Pezzini	Given all that's gone on the past few days, Sara needs to relax. Which explains why she's here, Central Park. She's relaxing as the clock hits 10 in the morning. Mostly since the PD were nice enough to give her the rest of the week off. Read. Day off,so she's here, relaxing. Lazing on a blanket and settling in. The blanket's got a little basket of food, too. She shakes her head and lays her head back on the blanket, fully lazing now. Things have been rough. But, she brought enough food to munch on. Especially since, well, she's still dealing with yesterday's whole lynching and that poor woman being set aflame. Twice. Sara's in need of a change of pace. She settles back, stretching out fully, wiggling her toes in her boots...as she lazily chews on sandwiches. The look she's got on her face is somewhere between worry and uneasy peace, really....but she's not hard to miss or approach. Plus. Food. Food! She does though, lok around once she sits up, the top of the hamper open. There's all sorts in there.
Conner	It is a bit early in the day and late in the year to go out to have a picnic in Central Park. But who is Conner to judge people? He is having a hotdog breakfast himself (again). Walking, because flying with a hotdog has proven to be a bad idea numerous times. Yes, he kept trying. Besides, it is a lazy Saturday. Or should be, but the news (or lack of news) about Superman is always in the back of his mind. Now that college stuff is over he is going to make another effort to contact the League, talk with Robin and all the other things he has been 'leaving for later' all the week.
Sara Pezzini	Sara's not going to turn down anyone who joins her at a picnic, far from it. This food won't eat itself. She's settled back in her casual off work clothing, and because why not, she's seeing if anyone will wander over. The hot dogs here are good, but given her lack of sleep, she doesn't want one. Instead, she's shoved things into said hamper of food and here she is. Picnic. Post nightmares. She carries on sitting. She does though note the hot dog breakfast and gives a look, a tired, I slept three hours look, and nods. She digs around in the hamper and produces a ketchup botle. She's broguht that to go on bacon, that's sitting atop the hamper and bread. She sets the ketchup down. Then she waves. She's waving with a bacon sandwich in hand, too. Because hungry Sara is, well, hungry. She does though, wait till her mouth's empty before speaking. "C'mon over and sit with me if you'd like" she offers.
Conner	Nom nom nom. 'Sit with me' what? Conner turns to look at Sara, hotdog halfway. His eyes narrow, because he assumes she must know him and that is why she is inviting her over. But damn if he remembers. Still, one says not to attractive women invitations. Only about half the times are they dangerous super-criminals. "Oh, hey," he flops down on the grass. "So uh... what's up?" Chomp. That finishes the hotdog.
Sara Pezzini	Sara looks over then nods. "Hey" she says between bites. "Nice day ain't it" she asks and digs out coffee. If anything she looks more tired up close. Ketchup's a thing though....as she looks over. "So what're you up to?" she asks.