They're Checking Out Your Savoir Faire ((Open to Quinn))

[symkarian_princess]

Nika sat in a small cafe with her text book open on the small table in front of her. She had a cup of something that at least did not taste like tar. The place she was in was slightly rustic, but it was at least not dilapidated. She did not have to worry about a ceiling beam try to crush like she had 24 hours ago.

She had her back to a wall and occasionally glanced toward the either the kitchen or the front door. She sipped her not-tar as she waited.

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[i_can_hit_that]

Quinn was glad to get out of the house and do some work. Tina was furious with him, as he expected, but he never expected her to be quite this angry. In all of the scenarios he'd run in his mind, she was angry at first, but came to understand his position.

That didn't seem to be happening now. He'd called Nika the following day to take the job in the hopes that the distance would help them.

He arrived at the cafe and sat down at her table.

"Good afternoon. How's it going?" he asked.

[pussyfootaround]

Felicity Thompson was already at Quinn and Nika's destination point, waiting patiently. She was, as always, dressed for adventure in a very practical non-literal catsuit, armed with gadgets galore.

She smiled as she saw the Silver Swan jet approach, briefly musing over the idea of creating something similarly themed but in black for herself.

Not that she'd ever use it much, but hey. Private jet.

Granted, that's not what she was here for. Today, they were checking out the new kid. Nika because, well, she was Nika, and Felicity so that she could figure out what gadgets would best suit the newbie.