Seattle, the invitation for Dinah

[basic_powers]

He is a man of his word, and one more than capable of figuring out how to get people in and out of his world with little issue. That's why he and Dinah emerge from the third stall of the Unisex bathroom of the Seattle Public Library. It's clean, quiet, and most importantly of all, devoid of security cameras.

"Be this portal ever so humble."

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[raptorcanaria]

"My Mom's friends with his uncle," Dinah answers, as soon as the first bite of tempura is down, and taking the lead from earlier. "I don't know anyone in town so Beauford was lumbered with entertaining me."

[basic_powers]

"Ah, that would be his esteemed Uncle Ray wouldn't it, from New York?"

"Yep, the one and the same." Beauford supplies, rolling with it as easily as anything. "She wanted to visit Seattle."

"Well such a gentleman for a cousin. You know if she's half as much a tinkerer and engine freak as your uncle is, I might let her peek under Lilac's hood."

[raptorcanaria]

"Cars aren't my forte," Dinah admits. "If she were a bike I'd jump at it, but more than two wheels is kind of a turn off."

[basic_powers]

"Ahh...well, we all have our own peculiar loves for rides," Jasil smiles before looking Beauford over again. "Puppy, why are you holding that ice pack there, hrrm?"

"Errr...we ran into some trouble getting here."

"Don't tell this peh you walked all the way here from your apartment. Puppy...it is a dangerous neighborhood you live in."

"Jasil..."

[raptorcanaria]

"We didn't walk," Dinah says helpfully. "We just ran into trouble before we hit the bus stop."

She's pretty calm about it; it wasn't exactly a big deal.

[basic_powers]

"It was a pair of idiots from the MML, Jasil." Beauford sighes, leaning back into what little there is to support him in the chair. "Really, they tried to stage a mugging, and one of them got lucky when he hit me."

"Hrmmf." That is not a believing look from the peh.

"...and on a happier note, tell me there's some of Garrison's jalapeno and cheese cornbread left." Beauford, notably making a u-turn in his facial expression, from embarassed to mildly flirty begging.

Complete with what can only be described as a hungry puppy look.

"....you are a shameless beggar, Puppy." Jasil smiles. "I'll see if there's any left."

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah's eyes roll upwards in anticaptory delight. "Can it be anything compared to this shrimp?" she asks.

[basic_powers]

"Oh yes, Chickadee." What sort of comparison, Jasil isn't saying. "If there's any left, you should pester Puppy into sharing with you."

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah grins. At Jasil then at Beauford.

"Sharing can be arranged."

She's certainly already 'sharing' much of the food he ordered for himself

[basic_powers]

She can ask for her own darn scotch egg next time Jasil comes over, that's HIS deep-fried protein. The rest he is more than happy to split, with the double order of sweet potato fries, yakitori skewers and the cornbread when it arrives with butter melting on top.


"Mhmmmm...care for another round of drinks?"

[raptorcanaria]

"Oh definitely," she says, finishing off the Martini on his prompting.

"This is so great; I haven't been to a place like this since college."

[basic_powers]

"Yeah, I actually like working here, though when I applied I thought I'd have to wear a certain sort of outfit at night." Beauford smiles, picking up their empty glasses. "You want to try a different martini or should I get you another Dirty Strangers Days?"

[raptorcanaria]

"Something new," Dinah says. "I wouldn't drink the same drink twice in one night unless it was whiskey or beer."

[basic_powers]

"Would the dear lady prefer the Aztec Chocolate Martini or the Lemon Lavender Cheesecake Martini?"

[raptorcanaria]

...oooh both! Dinah looks honestly torn.

"Split them both with you?"

[basic_powers]

"Ha, fair enough, and one of my regular." Beauford chuckles, heading back down to the bar.

To be fair it's gotten busier since he came in, so it's a good 10 minutes before he's back with a tray of drinks, one creamy yellow with whipped cream on top, one dark brown and thick looking, and his odd rootbeer float thing from before.

[raptorcanaria]

Those were ten minutes in which Dinah ate a lot of the food that they had. She has an appetite! And a thirst for the drinks.

"Why do I get the feeling I'm going to end up hammered tonight?"

[basic_powers]

"Because Mel and Murphy don't mix lightly on their shifts?" Beauford smiles. "Worst comes to it, we find a door and head back that way, or ask Jasil for a ride."

[raptorcanaria]

"I have a drinks stirrer," Dinah says, fumbling at the neck of her sweater, where a thin chain can be seen around her neck. "Never leave the place without it. They can help with doors."

[basic_powers]

Beauford takes something out of his wallet, one very beaten up drink coaster, that looks to be kept together with packing tape.

"Yep."

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah retucks the chain back in, the plastic disc knocking against the discreet black device hanging next to it. That, she also never leaves home without.

"Let me guess; got stuck one too many times and decided you weren't having that again?"

[basic_powers]

"Three too many times to be honest." Beauford shrugs, tucking it back into the wallet. "All three times made me wish I could remember where I had kept this little bit around."

[raptorcanaria]

"Bet they're more interesting than my 'eloped to Vegas and dropped out of college' story."

[basic_powers]

"The first one not so much, I happened to get sick with a really nasty case of pneumonia and had to go on enough antibiotics that.. Well. Let's just say I missed my second chance at the Olympics because the penicillin made me fail a certain test." Beauford smirks, taking a sip from the Aztec Chocolate martini. "The second time was not long after the horrible terrible breakup happened."

[raptorcanaria]

What's very strange is that he'd even consider trying out. Dinah's most recent Olympics didn't have medals for women's Judo, but it'd just be unsporting to try.

"Oh god, just when you need a break from reality," Dinah commiserates. "The Landlord makes you deal with it."