How could I not? It would've been cruel to send you to eat on your own.
[ and... hm. yeah. commence the gentle stirrings of anxiety. it's small, easy to ignore in favour of finding something to wear that isn't robes or lounge pants. ]
[ and here, with the exact appropriate amount of drama to be expected of a wizard, we have Stephen Strange wandering with Understated Grandiosity™ down the central staircase. his polo and suit jacket combo and total lack of levitating cloak somewhat detracts from the usual impact.
still, he doesn't miss a beat. ]
I thought we were sharing trade secrets over dinner.
[ he shouldn't be surprised that he wouldn't know her if he passed her in the street had he not been given a description. still, the temporary new look gives him pause, the uptick of a smirk.
impressive.
he's hit the bottom of the stairs, walks over to greet her properly. ]
Well, you did your best. And I'm ready when you are. All that and more can be yours just as soon as you've fed me.
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Well, you responded to my lonely hearts ad.
[ and she's on her way. she has a safehouse in brooklyn, but work brought her into manhattan. ]
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[ and... hm. yeah. commence the gentle stirrings of anxiety. it's small, easy to ignore in favour of finding something to wear that isn't robes or lounge pants. ]
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[ a hint of honesty, for his trouble. steve once said her life sounded lonely; it's not untrue. ]
My hero.
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What can I say, I'm growing into the role.
[ flashbacks to peter parker having recently had the gall to call him a superhero. he's tired. ]
Smart casual? Smart?
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Does that affect your choice of cape?
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Well now I feel underdressed. Should I take my hair down?
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[ oh, to be a spy turned celebrity. ]
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[ hah. ... actually, though, ]
Are we going to be papped? Area Man Seen With Beloved Avenger. Subtitle: "And his cape was a moment."
LAUGHS
I look a little different today. Black bob, glasses, Stark Industries ID card.
[ wait for it. ]
But I can take it all off, if you want your moment ;)
B)
but, ah. a disguise. ]
Hard pass. I don't need the mob at the door when they're all dying to know where I got my ensemble.
What's your name?
[ for today. ]
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Should I ring your bell?
[ — the doorbell, naturally. ]
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[ but the door's going to swing inwards on its hinge as soon as she gets close, so really what's the point. ]
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without pausing, she strolls forward, head tipping this way and that as she takes in the space. ]
Who's your interior decorator?
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still, he doesn't miss a beat. ]
I thought we were sharing trade secrets over dinner.
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her own ensemble is understated. a plain dress under a peacoat, cool tones and unmemorable for a reason. the bob's fun, though. bouncy. ]
Can't blame a gal for trying.
[ is that a genuine smile? maybe so. ]
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impressive.
he's hit the bottom of the stairs, walks over to greet her properly. ]
Well, you did your best. And I'm ready when you are. All that and more can be yours just as soon as you've fed me.