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Mira was sore all over, the training session with Nicky had taught her one thing at least. Out of armor she was in WAY over her head. Not that she was going to complain though. Only reason she had ditched the armor was the simulation had thrown an EMP at it that had taken it out for a few minutes.

Despite being sore she was on the bike, mostly to get some fresh air. thumbing the button to open up a com channel she had the bike's AI call up Vincent, she was in the mood to actually just do something silly, and figured might be fun to drag him along. Coney Island would work, her bike could get jealous of a roller coaster for all she cared. "Hey Vincent, you busy with anything? Well okay anything with time constraints?"

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That makes her laugh. "Right, evil fish, you know that's as silly as evil giraffes right? 'I shall eat the last leaf on this tree so no one else can muahahahha'." She loved that Eddie Izzard skit if only because it was so silly.

"Though sharks could be, with all those teeth and those beady eyes..."

Vincent doesn't particularly follow comedy.

"Giraffes, really? I mean, I heard about that one mad Russian and his apes..."

He then smiles, the scientist in him coming to the fore. "Sharks are an example of nature getting it right the first time. Oh, there are some specialized one, and on the whole they're smaller than they used to be, but millions of years with hardly any changes. Highly efficient hunting machines."

She gives him a small look.

"Not helping me there Vincent. We'll be in a glass enclosure with those hunting machines around us remember." She actually shudders slightly, pulling her leather jacket a little closer as if to hold of a chill.

He puts his arm around her shoulder and holds her a little tigther. "Sorry. Just focus on the enclosure part."

She gave a nod, gripping his hand. "Promise you won't leave my side in there? Just in case I freak out?"

At least she wouldn't have to worry if there was footage, when working with the team she always had her bike helmet on at least. Wouldn't do for an Avenger to freatk out at a fish tank after all right? She could do this. At least this far. Out in the ocean... well she wasn't eager to try that one just yet.

"I promise." He squeezes her hand in return. "Let's go look at otters. Everyone likes otters."

She chuckled at his suggestion and nodded. "It'll be a safe start."

"They're very cute, but not like you'd expect from seeing them in nature specials or movies. These must be the otters that refused to get plastic surgery to elevate their careers."

"So the animals that aren't shallow. Got it." She giggled a little. After all her young childhood had been around actors who thought looks were everything. Though considering the business her father had run, wasn't that far from the truth for some of them.

Though she did sidetrack them from the otter tank, only to go see the penguins.

They may not be everything, but looks certainly mattered. Mother had told him as such, in galvanized tones, and Father... well, his father's vanity was well-documented. Vincent's own mask had been mandated once the braces went on, after all. He doesn't fully disagree with the outlooks.

He lets Mira pull him along, smiling with quiet content.

She hugged his arm as they walked actually starting to enjoy herself. She knew it would probably get ruined somehow, but she was going to take what she could get.

"So.. if you don't mind my asking, if we're going to be dating, what sort of relationship are you looking for? Are we exclusive, and does that mean just sexually, or in terms of general outings with others as well?"

She was silent a moment thinking as they walked. "I'd prefer exclusive with sex, but if you can handle me on stage when I'm not playing hero, I'm okay with going to lunch or something with other friends. Seriously I don't want us to feel like we need to be together all the time." She looked at him. "Guess I don't want to become a couple that loses their individuality while dating."

"Meh... little fear of that. I'm not certain how much individuality I have right now.

All that sounds reasonable."

"Oh don't say that! I'll have to spend the rest of the day proving other wise."

"And hoped so. I don't want to be one of those girlfriends."

"I'm not saying it to be self-critical, it's just an observation. When I was a child, I thought I was going to grow up to be my father.

Then I was focused on being an Avenger.

And now I'm just an employee at Stark."

"Oh, well we'll have to fix that." She grinned. "Because really if it's one thing I learned early, don't look up to your folks, they'll only disappoint you in the end."

Hugging his arm she stopped them in front of the penguins. "And you did forget a few things in your assessment of yourself. Stark doesn't employ average people, so you're special in that case, you're smart, caring, and fun to hang out with. So we have something to work with at least."

Vincent doesn't have a reply, so he keeps his tongue still for now, but squeezes her arm in return with a mild flex of his bicep.

"You do know that I'm meaning if you want to change right?" She glanced at him over her shoulder, not really paying attention to the aquatic avians.

"I'll be willing to help like you're helping with the hydrophobia.."

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