To eat...

[southernreaper]

Who: southernreaper and scarlet_kitsch
When: May 19th, 2pm
Where: Unnamed restaurant, sector 5
Summary: The Scarlet Witch asked for information on Magneto. Wither is going to tell his part.
Warnings: Possibly swearing, possible angst. Definite emo boy.

[Kevin had come in earlier. He wanted to be sure to get a corner booth so he could see the restaurant in its entirety.

He'd given the name to the hostess, and she'd stared at him oddly but hadn't asked questions.

Sipping his chicory coffee, he just slumped into the corner, waiting for the woman to show up.

Hearing the hostess say 'Mimsy', he looked up, over the lip of his coffee cup. When she came close, he stood, because a gentleman always stands when a lady is present, until she sits.]

M'name's Kevin.

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[scarlet_kitsch]

[It has been several days since Wanda asked the network about Michael Xavier, needing to know everything about him but fearful of what she'd learn. She wasn't as worried now, having heard both good things and bad. More importantly, she'd had time to think about everything that had been said.

When Wanda arrived, she was paler than usual and wrapped up in a thick cardigan, despite the warmer weather. Unfortunately, whatever illness was going around had begun to sink its claws into her. She felt a little foolish asking for Mimsy, but the hostess didn't blink at the name, showing her right away to the back where a young man she didn't recognize was politely getting up to greet her.]

Hello, Kevin. I'm Wanda.

[Being sick, she doesn't offer her hand, instead gesturing to the booth.]

Shall we sit?