Dinner Date

Summary:
August 07 2014: Jamie Madrox takes Darcy Lewis out on a casual date. Well… one of them.

New York's Finest Pizza

Average look, amazing Pizza.


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Mood Music:
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Pizza in New York is more then a thing, it's a Thing, and if you've lived in the city long enough you tend to find a particular pie joint that you frequent. Pizza wars, while /mostly/ nonviolent, are heated and prone to shouting matches and insult hurling. People take it seriously here. Which is fine by Jamie. It's one of the reasons he spent an entire week sampling every pizza place in New York until he could form a legitimate opinion all his own, and form one he has… Just so happens it's also a decent first date sort of place. Complete with outdoor seating, adult beverage menu, and of course, excellent pie. Jamie sits on his side of the table, eyeing Darcy with that expression that all young men get when they are enamored with a young woman. Sort of unfocused and far off but at the same time attempting an aloof distance that's so horribly feigned it's painful to watch. "So," he says, sipping from the bottle on the table, "what sort of astrophysical science /do/ you do? You don't seem like much of a star gazer to me, looking up and trying to map the latest in ten billion year old novas we're only now getting to see." Hey, at least Jamie can understand /most/ of what Darcy does for a living…

*

"Oh. You know. The usual," Darcy says waving her hand about like some sort of astrophysical-magician. She swings her beer, enjoying if as much for its cost (FREE, bitches!) as for its taste. Swill is swell.

"Jane crunches all the numbers. I made sure she got everything done on time. Very, very important," she adds, pointing at Jamie as if he needed to know exactly How Important (TM) of a job Darcy had.. .has? had. She swings her beer again, bright red lipstick good enough quality to not get left behind on the bottle mouth. Her green eyes are lined with heavy black, swept up to look like a cat eye. Tonight is a rare night off for The Darce. She finished her work day, running every errand asked of her, and having run into Jamie and asked out for beer and pizza, she accepted. She changed before getting here, out of the professional black and white, and in to typical Darcy dressing nice for a date.

It's a cross behind college girl glam, thrift store chic, and 1940's pin-up.

*

Jamie Madrox grins a bit at The Darce's words, "Oh I'm certain it's all very life and death," he somehow manages to sound sincere, "after all, someone has to ride heard on the scientists else they'll spend all their time chasing shiney things rolling across the floor and /then/ where would we be? Stone age I should think." he nods sagely, "Very very impor-" he stops talking and suddenly goes a little stiff, "THERE YOU ARE!" comes a familiar voice, and Jamie eyes Darcy with an expression just this side of panic, "ohshitshitshit." he mutters under his breath and his shoulders hunch as if he's hiding.

"Oh you can't hide from me you little asshat! C'mere!" and then Jamie's out of his chair and darting around the table to stand behind Darcy, using her as a bit of a human shield, "Come on man! Don't screw this for me!" Standing across from Darcy is what is clearly her date's twin brother, and he is glowering over her seated head at her date, "Screw it for YOU!?" the twin states, clearly miffed, "When I get my hands on you…" he makes strangling motions that somewhere turn into grabbie hands as he leans over the table trying to bodily snatch at Date-Jamie, "Stop! Dodging!" Twin-Jamie says, flailing, while Date-Jamie bobs and weaves like a boxing champ, "Stop! Grabbing!" he counters. Darcy, poor Darcy gets front row seats to family dysfunction.

*

Darcy's grinning, nodding at this sweet little Date-Jaime when Familiar Voice rings out and Date-Jamie cringes. Darcy's smile falls quickly to a frown of slightl confusion. Her brows pull together, and she turns to follow the sound of Familir Voice.

Whoa. Twins!

And then Date-Jamie's hiding behind her.

"Hey!" Darcy starts as the brothers start to squabble. She wants to scoot her chair back, but this is starting to be slightly amusing.

"Watch the beer, Thing Two," Darcy says as she reaches out to snatch up the beer bottles before they get knocked over. And she drinks from her bottle, cuz Free BEER!

*

Thing Two darts left, Thing One darts left as well and they begin to circle the table, "You know I'm gonna get you," Thing Two says, "Only if you can catch me old man." Thing One counters. "We're the same age!" Thing Two points out, to which Thing One just makes a face, "Sorta!" he fires back. There is more arm flailing over/around Darcy, this time from behind her towards the guy on the other side of the table, "You get back here, you get back here now! You have my damned work schedule for the clinic /and/ my homework assignments for advanced chem and A&P!" Thing One just sticks his tongue out, like a mature adult male will, at Thing Two, "Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?" People are beginning to turn and look now, most chuckling softly.

*

Darcy drops her chin to a hand, propping that elbow up on the table, as she watches the man-boys fight it out. Chem.. A&P.. wow. At this point, only the fact that Thing One Jamie successfully ordered beer tells Darce that he's just old enough to afford a really good fake ID. Her beer empty, Darcy slides it away and grabs Jamie's.

"Round and round the mulberrybush…" Darcy sings lightly to herself. Her red lips are curled up in a smirk.

*

Do you know what sucks? New York traffic, that's what. Bobby's been looking for Jamie. Any Jamie will do, really and given the guy's obsession with Pizza this is on the list of places to check. Ordinarily he'd drive to the place but… well, it's New York. At dinner time. Not happening. Ah well, at least it gives him a chance to practice that ice ramp trick some more. He's got to keep it low and near things that won't destroy him if he falls over but… he's actually getting kind of good at this. Ish. More or less.

In any case the ramp ends at the pizza place and Bobby hops off a little wobbly, adjusts his shirt and pants and looks inside to see…

Aw hell…

*

Jamie Madrox flails and dodges, respectively, "Oooooh. You know, I don't get this sort of crap out of my applied mathematics helpers." Thing… Two?… They've circled twice more, including a little juke move and at this point it's a bit like 3 Card Monty, until one dodges and one flails, it's impossible to tell which is which, "Of course you don't, that guy's a total douche." That's Thing One, right? Yeah. One. "No, he's goal oriented, ambitious, you on the other hand just seen really nice boobs and killer legs and chase them all over town!" Thing Two pauses to glance down at Darcy, "To be fair, they are /very/ nice." then he's angry and back at his brother's throat again, "I HAVE HOMEWORK DUE!" and he lunges over the table, scattering a couple of cheap plastic plates, a shaker of parmasean cheese, a small little standee menu of drinks one can purchase, and an empty beer bottle. He was kind enough not to lunge while Darcy's stolen bottle was on the table itself. "GOTCHA!" he cries as his hand grips the trailing end of Thing One's coat as he twists wildly out of the way, "No fair!" Thing One shouts, "You cheaaaaatttteeeedddddd…." the word is drawn out long and warped as Thing One seems to twist in upon himself as if a teensy black hole just opened up somewhere in Thing Two's hand, and he swirls down into Thing Two's palm. Frankly, it's a twisting of the natural order of things that makes most peoples minds real and causes bouts of dizziness at the upending of the laws of reality. Someone in the far corner makes a wretching noise but doesn't puke.

Thing Two stands, now suddenly very much the only guy that looks like him in the restaurant and sighs, brushing himself off, "Finally!" he says with exasperation, "Thought he'd /neve-" he stops, tilts his head to the side and then grins at Darcy with the same crooked mischievous smile as before, "How you doin’'?"

*

"You're too kind, Monkey," Darcy says to… Thing One(?) when he compliments the legs and the Girls. Of course those things got her free beer and pizza. She knows this. She's okay with this. She abuses this. Beer bottle was at her lips when Thing Something sucked in Thing Otherthing. Darcy's eyes widen at the sight, but showing he reason SHIELD wanted her nt he first place, she doesn't get beer down the wrong pipe nor puke everywhere. Instead, she swallows that mouthful carefully while looking up at the Only Jamie.

"…wow. That was… odd. …You're still buying, right?"

*

Bobby pushes the door open and strolls on over looking between Darcy and Jamie-the-Only. The air seems to chill a degree or two around him before his shock wears off enough for him to pull the cold back in.

"So… hot date?" He's never seen Jamie do that. Pull the Multiple Man act, yes, but reabsorb? Not so much.

"So when you do that is it kind of like having a mental argument?"

*

Jamie Madrox slides into the seat across from Darcy, "If you still find me surprisingly intelligent and interesting dinner companion as well as dashingly good looking and charming, then yes, I'm still buying." he quips before glancing over his shoulder at Bobby. He grins wide, "Naw. You don't want to know what it's like when I actually get mad at me. It's a whole thing." he waves dismissively with his hand as if that simple gesture could stop anyone from trying to parse out exactly what he means. Worst case scenarios just leap to mind and they're all cringe worthy.

*

"Dude, I work with astrophysicists who forget to brush their hair or eat if I didn't herd them to it. That you just had a full on argument, with yourself, and won - which was freaky weird but I'm not judging - makes you way more interesting than most anyone I've eaten with in a while. Jury's still out on the dashing or the charming though," Darcy quips, smirking before her eyes shift toward Bobby as he makes his way over. Darcy gives a brief shudder.

Brr! Someone walked on my grave.

Which is a weird thing to say. Sudden coldflash, meaning someone walked on a grave. I'm not dead yet.

"It's a flesh wound," Darcy says with a sagenod, eyes on Bobby. Just as insequitor as Jamie's explanation was. Darcy's not even going to bother to try to figure it out. Just pay for dinner.

*

Bobby chuckles. "Right, well, Jamie not to pull you away, but can I get one of you for something. I need an expert on odd things and you're it. Mmmm. On hold that thought actually. The scent of pizza is getting to me and I had a long skate to get over here. Traffic… ick." Bobby casts about for a table and, seeing none, eyes the empty chair near Jamie, musing silently.

*

Jamie Madrox shrugs, "I'm awesome like that." he admits humbly to Darcy before eyeing Bobby again, sighing heavily when Bobby eyes the seat, "Fine!" he says heavily with the sound of being put upon, "Ruin my date with the smart hawt chick by joining us, but I warn you as honorary Wing Man you must now make me look awesome or there will be hell to pay." he uses a foot to scoot the chair out for Bobby, "So which of my trades do you need me to be the Jack of?" he asks curiously. "If you say physics of any kind I get extra points with this one I'm sure." her jerks a thumb in her direction. This Jamie is less 'dreamy starry eyed' at Darcy then the other, and seems slightly more self assured then the guy who first asked her out. Which is weird. But not the weirdest thing she's seen int he last 2 minutes surely.

*

"Actually it is physics. Nuclear physics since my nice thermodynamics problem went all atomic on me in pretty short order." This has to do with his work, if Jamie were to guess. Ah the joys of working with superconductors. "I figured if anyone would know of the applicability to nuclear physics to supercooled ceramics, you were the best shot I had. Or had and could track down without getting arrested."

Bobby gets a drink, nonalcoholic since he has to drive, and leans back in the chair. "So who's your date?"

*

Jamie Madrox chuckles a bit at that, "Well, technically it was my parents that were nuclear phsysicts, but I do have something of an affinity. I can lend you a pair of hands pretty easily, though fair warning, I'm no expert." which he's not. Jamie's not an expert at anything, but he's right handy at everything so it's not a bad deal, "This is Darcy, she's an astrophysicists, so you're wing manning the crap out this one so far Bobs, good for you. For that, pizza's on me."

*

"Astrophysics?" Bobby whistles low. Physics is a math heavy discipline in general but Astrophysics is the part of it that deals in Freaking Ridiculous Numbers (tm). Jamie, apparently, can pick 'em. "And yeah, we can go to that after dinner if you don't mind sparing me a Jamie." Frankly, Jamie's been a big help before. Except for that one time he got Button Pushy Jamie. Oh boy, was that an adventure in the lab.

"So how'd you two meet?"

*

"Your date? I'm sorry. I agreed to have dinner with puppy-dog-eyes Thing One, not Wish-He-Was-Maverick Thing Two," Sarcy snarks at Jamie as Bobby settles himself, but when the boys talk ''business'', she stuffs a bite of pizza into her maw to keep herself from speaking… at least until she's chewed twice. She grabs her phone to fiddle with since boys are being boys. Her thumbs fly over her screen and tap ''send'' just as Bobby whistles, impressed that Darcy's an astrophysics.

"Twin from California walked into me on my way out of the office," Darcy replies as her phone chimes.

*

Button Pushy Jamie is the best Jamie. He pushes all the buttons and doesn't stop asking questions. But if buttons weren't meant to be pushed, they wouldn't have made them all red and big and… ya know, pushy. That's his theory anyway. "You should see her stand up, she has good legs. So of course…" Jamie makes a 'duh' wave of his hand, "Had to ask her out. Apparently I was feeling romantic at the time and got all… dewey eyed about it." He shoots Darcy a look, "I get it though, mushy me is mushy." he seems unapologetic that he's not /so/ mushy now, though he does keep eyeballing Darcy. He likes her lips. They're very red. "Your lips are very red." Jamie has mental filter problems. "I like that." see? Now imagine living in a house with dozens of him. There's a reason the Mansions turnover rate is so high and it's not all the about the supervillain attacks or Hanks asplodey lab experiments.

*

Bobby just laughs. Darcy's cute. Not Nancy cute, but cute. He gets the attraction. "Yep, she sure does. I can see the attraction." The sandy haired young man grins as the Pizza arrives. "So are you working in town Darcy? Frankly, if you are your lab could do a lot worse than to hire a Jamie or three." And some men can only hold done one job. Jamie can hold down and lose several. All in the same week! Gainfully employed Jamies tend to rotate randomly though, he's observed.

*

"Yyyyyyyyyyyyeaaaaaaah. I'll let my Super Nanny know," Darcy says, grinning at Jamie liking her lips and saying it, even if she's concerned about Jamie's mental state with.. well, he ABSORBED himself a moment ago, so.. Wow, THIS is her life. Darcy shrugs, grabs Thing One's beer and grabs a slice of pizza, glancing at her phone and tapping at it with a hand as she goes. Glacning at Bobby, Darcy winks.

"Yes, but if I told you where, I'd have to have you killed," Darcy comments with complete amused calm while opening a hyperlink on her phone to look at.

…and she snrks.

*

Jamie Madrox's mental state is likely far healthier then most peoples, just /because/ he absorbs himself. His /social/ health on the other hand… Well that's another thing entirely. "Hear that? Either she's being cute or she works for the government." he quips aside to Bobby in a stage whisper. "I'm going with cute." cause why not.

*

Melinda May is rather suddenly just there. Standing behind Darcy. With her arms crossed. And appearing very displeased. "What was that about having someone killed?"

*

"Well she did say 'have me killed' and not 'kill me herself'. Maybe Super Nanny will do that? Do you work for like, the world's most elite babysitting agency?" Bobby's in rare form today. The pizza is good. Jamie's good company. Darcy seems nice. He'll have to see if she sticks around. Jamie can be a handful. Several handfuls. All at the same time.

At least there's usually one of him around that's chivalrous and/or on task.

Yikes!!!!! Bobby actually jumps from his chair and the air temp drops twenty degrees. He hadn't seen the scary lady walk up.

*

Jamie Madrox flails. His chair tips back slightly, wobbles, but he recovers nicely and it clacks back down on all fours just in time for him to adopt a very nonchalant posture as if nothing at all had just happened. "Sup?" he says to Melinda with his SUPER CALM I DID NOT JUST FREAK OUT face.

*

Darcy cants her chin up, looking at May upside down from her seated position. Knowing that May heard from Bobby the name she called her, Darcy just smiles at the Agent. And then the temperature drops and Darcy's snark flops for a moment as the girl shivers suddenly.

"Crap. AC just kick in or what?" she blurts out before offering up to May her half eaten slice of pizza.

"Yeah. You know. Making sure no one knows where I work. OH, crap. I guess that means you have to die now, huh, Thing Two?" Darcy asks of Jamie. Cuz, Dopey-Eyed Jamie met her outside of ''work''.

*

"I'm not the Super Nanny. Coulson is." May barely spares a glance toward Madrox, more of her attention on the very badly startled Bobby and the fact that the room went cold at precisely the same time. That's … noteworthy.

*

Bobby takes a minute to calm the f—- down, center himself. Find his Zen. Okay, no, he's not doing that. He's making his heart get out of his throat and back in his chest cavity. The air in the room around him goes back to normal over the space of about thirty seconds. "Sorry ma'am. Startled me. I'm Bobby Drake." No paranoid jerk, Bobby Drake, he offers his name and his hand right out there.

*

Jamie Madrox doesn't offer his name, instead he just brow quirks at Darcy, "Oh come on. The date wasn't going that badly." he pouts slightly.

*

"How do you know? Maybe I'm in to dopey-eyed and slow with a very aggressive twin brother that can suck him into his hand." Darcy zings right back, because this is her life, and she totally owns that. She takes a bite from the Ignored-by-May slice while pointing at Jamie withthe other.

*

Melinda May shakes Bobby's hand readily enough and nods to him, though doesn't offer her own name in return, though that can be blamed on Darcy easily enough when she makes that comment about Jamie. May turns to look at Jamie with her brows furrowed. Because what the pizza-chomping brunette just said was not exactly run of the mill.

*

Bobby's skin is slightly cool to the touch. He hasn't finished pulling his cold all back in. "So, uh, I take it you work with my friend's date here?" Sure seems that way if this is 'Super Nanny.' This is… one hell of a scary nanny. That frown probably had to be registered with the police. Yikes!

*

Jamie Madrox shrugs, "I can be dopey eyed, but it's a bit goofy." he points out, "And who said anything about brothers?" he looks curious, glances at Bobby, "Did you say anything about brothers? I didn't." he mocks up a pretty decent 'innocent face'. Mischief in the Mansion filled with telepaths, you have to get shifty. Job requirement. Then he stuffs pizza into his face hole that makes the talking noise. Om nomnom. Nothing to see here. Nope.

*

Unimpressed by Jamie, Darcy is unimpressed by Jamie. She noms her own pizza while peering at Jamie with a quirked brow.

"Wow… That was terrible," Darcy remarks, calling him out. But, she turns away from him anyway, so mission accomplished?

"With? Hell no. She's way too bad ass," Darcy says, actually seeming to leave out any whimsical details. Maybe it was the pizza. OMnomnomnom.

*

Melinda May keeps staring at Jamie for about three seconds longer before answering Bobby's question. "She's a new hire." And that's all the detail she's about to volunteer. Speaking of.. "Lewis. Oh Five Hundred tomorrow. Don't forget and don't be late." And then she turns to leave as abruptly as she appeared.

*

Bobby whistles. "Okay. Your boss is a bit frightening." He stands up. "I'll leave you two to get on with things. Have a good night."

The ice nerd stands up and walks to the street. Ugh. He's gotta get back to his car. Right next to May, Ice ramps appear and Bobby hops on them, scooting away and a shockingly fast speed.

Jamie Madrox doesn't seem concerned with May's Evil Eye, either he's oblivious or he's one of those weird people that's not big on personal fear of saftey. "You coward." he says as Bobby skeedaddles away on his little ice path leaving Jamie alone with the two ladies. He then turns back to look at them,

"Sorry, this is new for me, I'm not used to being outnumbered."

*

Melinda May watches Bobby 'skate' away. That is…. really disconcerting. She'll have to mention it back at SHIELD and see if anyone has heard of this before.


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