Greenwich Tea

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February 13, 2015: Hank and Simmons have tea in Greenwich Village

Greenwich Village - New York


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It's been a little time but they've both been busy. Hank knew that and hopefully it wasn't held against him when he called up and asked of Jemma was free to meet for coffee. Or tea. With the prevalence of looseleaf tea, it's now easier to get better teas at cafes rather than settling for Lipton. He offered to meet her at one of the smaller, more charming cafes in Greenwich Village or Soho. It's cold, but that never really stopped New York. It's also because neither could meet at the other's workplace even though Hank has now seen Fitz' lab.

He just doesn't want to push anything.

Since he's out in public, he's taken the serum which allows him to look human again, unless one were to remove his shoes. It's not as good against the cold wind, but he'll just have to bundle up. A table has been acquired and menus are quickly brought over.

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Jemma enters the little cafe, dressed smartly in a blouse and straight skirt. Seeing Hank, she makes her away towards the table, smiling brightly as she does. "Hello Hank, thank you for the invitation. This looks like a lovely cafe." she greets the other scientist as she slides into a chair.

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Hank McCoy stands when Jemma comes to the table and waits to sit until she does, "Of course, Jemma. I'm sorry it didn't come sooner. I didn't think that I'd be kept so crazy…" He offers her one of the menus, "I'm told they have a very nice selection of proper tea. And sandwiches and other things too if you're hungry." He glances down at the menu a moment before clearing his throat, "I am really sorry I didn't get in touch with you sooner."

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Accepting the menu from Hank, the young biochem smiles back to him "It's quite alright, things have been hectic for us as well." Taking her time to peruse the menu, glancing up at the Hank every so often. "They do have a good selection of tea" she remarks as she places the menu on the table "No need to be sorry, Hank"

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"I feel I do, but thank you," Hank also glances over the selection before he peeks back at Jemma, "I have some very good friends and colleagues, but I don't have too many people who 'get it', you know? My friends are all 'Oh, you need to get out more. Come party, come to the bar,' and they don't seem to understand that it's not that I'm not having fun. You understand that, I think. You understand that learning and discovering -is- fun…" at least that's what he thought he's picked up from her. "I like being around someone who gets that."

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Jemma nods enthusiastically "I most certainly do. Research, learning, discovering is absolutely fun" Offering Hank a slight smile she notes "It's why Fitz and I work so well together. It's all about the science, really."

***

"Oh, Dr. Fitz is great," Hank offers with a smile, "He's very enthusiastic and interesting. Although I'm not terribly fond of one of his latest projects, but I can see how it could be useful. I guess I also see how it could be harmful to some of my friends, so there's the dichotomy of it."

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"Yes Fitz is most definitely those things." Jemma nods and glances down at her menu again "We shouldn't be discussing those projects outside the office" she says quietly. "I'm sure you understand." Fitz had made it abundantly clear that they needed to be discrete.

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"No, of course…" it's why he didn't mention specifics. Hank also looks at his menu again and reads it for a moment, "Everything going well for you then? I'm sorry, small talk isn't my forte, but I'm trying." There's another smile then. "Do you miss England? I don't know how long you've been here…"

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Smiling back "I'm sorry, it's just things are very tense…" Jemma let's that thought trail. "Yes, things are going well. Getting into the swing of things here again now that I'm back" she'd been absent for several weeks. Letting a smile crinkle her eyes she nods slightly "Small talk for Scientists doesn't really fit, does it? I do miss England but I've been here a while and the work more than makes up for it."

Looking to see if someone would be taking their order soon she returns her attention to Hank "What about yourself, I don't suppose you would miss England, where do you call home, originally?"

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"Is there anything I can do to help? I know that you can't discuss things, but…if you need a break to a museum or a movie or a tea cafe, it's not too hard for me to get here from Salem." He does seem to relax as she agrees that small-talk for Scientists is odd. "Is that why you came here? For the work?" He also glances around to signal a server that they're ready to order.

"Me? I've only spent a little time in England and it was at a conference so I didn't get to see much. I'm originally from Illinois…outside Chicago."

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"Very much, I came here to work." Jemma bobs her head "It was an opportunity of a lifetime really, to join that team." She doesn't mention which team, Hank knows. "That's where I met Fitz, at the academy." and then she convinced him to accept the field posting. "Gosh, we're normally so busy, time out isn't all that common. As you've probably gathered, but I'll definitely keep the offer in mind." Pausing a little, the British scientist tilts her head a little "Do you miss, Illinois then Hank?"

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"I understand busy, but I wish you would." He's trying to be subtle, but he's not terribly good at it. "I enjoy talking to you." There. Hank said it. Now, back to the decent small talk that the two are managing, "So you've known him a long time…" oh, there's a question. "Me? Miss Illinois? Not at all. I miss my family, sure, but now I can visit them easier." Now that he can appear in public without people recoiling or running in fear. "But I don't miss being there. I…to be honest, I hadn't lived in Illinois since I was like…thirteen. I came out east and stayed. Chicago's great, but I feel like there's so much more out here."

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"I'll keep your offer in mind." Jemma blinks a little "Well, I would find it strange that you invited me out for coffee if you didn't like talking to me. I enjoy talking to you too." Maybe she missed the point there. "Yes, Fitz and I have known each other a long time. He's my best friend, really."

Listening as Hank explains about Illinois, she nods slowly "I see, I suppose that has a lot do with being able to feel like you belong somewhere? That's how it was for me, to a degree."

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The server finally comes by to take their order. Hank waits for Jemma to order before he orders some tea as well as a little something to eat. Once their order is taken and the server is gone, he's more than happy to continue the conversation. "That's great…and that you get to work together." He hasn't really thought about giving the 'best friend' title to anyone.

"Feeling that sense of belonging is really important. To be honest, I never really felt that until coming here. Even at school or at work, I was the odd one out. I guess…even though I was always ashamed of it, I didn't feel that until I was around other mutants."

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"I can't say it was the same for me" Jemma muses as the Hank speaks "Although, I did feel like I belonged /more/ once I got here." Smiling slightly, she bobs her head again "It's in our natures, I think, to want to belong to something bigger… to feel a part of something."

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"No?" Hank's eyebrows lift at that, "I suppose it's different for everyone and…I think I mostly agree with that. There are Some that I've meant who seem to sort of revel in the fact that they're loners, but I also think that they do that, in part, to get the attention to feel like they belong. Or that they're being asked to belong." The more he thinks about it, the more it makes sense. "I suppose that has some genetic link…packs and tribes and congresses, all the way back to our primate ancestors."

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"I'm sure it is different for everyone" Jemma nods at Hanks words "And I do think you are correct about the genetic link. I also think that has a strong basis in how our ancestors learned how to survive, the power of the collective and all." A small smile is offered "But it's good that you feel you have a place now, where you are."

Looking up, Jemma smiles more broadly "Oh look, here comes our order." Leaning back, she makes room so the server can set down the cups and plates in front of them.

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"It takes a village…" Hank quips with a smile, "We've gotten away from all that in our modern life. Now it's all about independency but it's kind of nice knowing that you can rely on others as well."

As the server arrives with the food, he also makes room and thanks them quietly before looking over the order to make sure it's correct. It seems correct. He then lifts his tea cup and offers, "To…belonging."


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