14781/Pizzas and Glitter (Hopefully not)

Pizzas and Glitter (Hopefully not)
Date of Scene:	26 April 2023
Location:	Giorgio's Pizzeria - St. Martin's Island
Synopsis:	Jon, Kate, and Terry have Pizza and catchup. Thankfully no glitter.
Cast of Characters:	Kate Bishop, Jon Kent, Terry O'Neil

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Kate Bishop has posed:
    T-Comms are great.

    Kate dropped a message to Jon and then went meandering out of the tower. Well the upper floors, down to the garage, and exits on motorcycle headed over to the nearby Pizza joint. She isn't doing all her gear, civvies, expensive jeans, blouse, leather jacket, and baseball cap. She has a straight down vibe of one of those incognito celebrities.

    Which is realistic because honestly her dad is stupid rich and there is no reason his youngest daughter wouldn't be flying under the radar to get pizza in Metropolis near her condo. That she doesn't stay in, but is conventiently close to the tower to trash coincidences.

    Anyone, or any cat, that might be bumped into is also invited to pizza with Jon. Social bonding over carbs and cheese.

Jon Kent has posed:
"Hnnnnhh.....!"

It's not easy being the son of Superman. Even if he's (a) Superboy, the people onboard the big-rig tanker in the Atlantic Ocean seemed more than happy when he came to pull their boat out of thick ice that had frozen around them in the middle of the night, rendering their engines useless when it stopped working due to malfunction. He felt the chime of the T-Comm on his waist and he answers.

"Yeah?" He asks, nodding once, twice. "Okay, I'm on my way."

He keeps at his work just far enough for the boat to be in the water, then used his heat vision to take care of the frost that had taken hold of the ship's inner mechanisms. Then, and only when the work is done, does Superboy blast off straight into the sky!

The Tower picks up the fast moving object as Superboy arrives in his full outfit as Jon Kent: red plad shirt, blue jeans, thickrimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Straight out of Kansas farm-boy.

"Hey." Jon waves at Kate with a big smile on his face, warm and friendly. "Thanks for inviting me out here. I understand you're a busy gal."

Terry O'Neil has posed:
Fortunately, Terry was in human form. Your garden-variety boy-next-door ginger. Compared to his feline shape, Terry's human form blends in with the crowd quite well. The denim jacket, black T-shirt and jeans complete the nondescript ensemble. Nobody is going to wonder why Kate Bishop is hanging out with the Cheshire Cat anytime soon.

The invitation for food is well-received, Terry having spent an inordinate amount of time reviewing layout plans for the Themysciran Art Center and making endless notes about the proper storage of rare manuscripts, taken from a library sciences book dealing with the appropriate treatment of incunabula. When Kate started meandering out of the tower and invited him, Terry's stomach roared before he could answer, and he realized he had missed breakfast /and/ lunch. He was famished.

He dashed off to put the books back in his room and made his way to the pizzeria.

Coming in a little bit after Jon, the redhead glances around and locates the other two.

"Ahoy there," he says, walking over to greet the pair.

Kate Bishop has posed:
    It is a civvies trip, purple cat hair would not go well with pizza for this particular outing. Not that Terry has a secret identity, but the number of folk who recognize him not as a large cat from wonderland are probably few and far between.

    Kate is studying the menu, one she knows well, and sipping a diet coke when people actually come in. She looks up at Jon as he does, having gotten the ping from the Tower about the inbound so she isnt' surprised. "Hey yourself Jon." slipping to her feet and stepping to do the quick New York friendly friends meeting half hug before plopping herself back down. It is all smooth and casual. "I can be. Two cities. University. Family crap." she doesn't say saving the world. "Thank goodness for the Hyperloop."

    There is another wave to Terry. "Ahoy. Everyone want pizza I hope, not sure what else they have.. meatball subs?"

Jon Kent has posed:
Jon walks into the store and he chuckles softly to Kate, extending an arm to wrap around her to move into the half-hug. He's gentle with his touches, purely to watch (and be careful with) his strength control before releasing her from that brief contact and taking a seat across from her.

"Heh, no kidding. Hopefully you're doing well though, despite the insane schedule?"

Jon knows the kind of schedule well. Between superheroing and farmwork and hanging out with friends and looking for jobs? It's a lot of interconnectivity. He looks at the menu. "Would love a pizza. What do you think is the best one on the menu?"

He turns his eyes towards Terry., a big smile on his face. "Hey Terry. Want to come and join us?" He gestures to the free spot(s) at their table. "How have you been?"

Terry O'Neil has posed:
His lack of human notoriety was intentional. Being with Gar taught Terry some valuable lessons about social media presence and focus, and he adapted his own strategy to it. After making his identity public, Terry made sure that 'Vorpal' was extremely active on social media. He hadn't been terribly active as Terry to begin with, so there was one image that became easily associated with him. Of course, one could easily look him up by his byline from when he wrote at the Planet... but truth be told he was often confused with Jimmy Olsen to begin with, so people tended to fixate on the cat.

"I'd love to!" he slides into place onto a free chair and huffs- "Crazy. A little bit. Slowly realizing how massively under-qualified I am to be leading the Library, and trying to do as much as I can to remedy the situation." He looks tired, but his smile is genuine. "Aw, Kate, their pizza is out of this world, why go for anything else? I'm going to go for my usual personal Margherita. Gar isn't here so I don't have to fend him off of it."

He turns to Jon, "How about you? How's things with you?"

Kate Bishop has posed:
    Kate picks a menu back up and then offers the extras over to Terry and Jon.

    Hawkeye is the one with the low social media presence, and Kate Bishop, hieress to the media empire is the one with the much more active one. Sort of a reverse Terry and Vorpal situation. Like why would someone with billions someday on the way fight crime with a bow and arrows of all things.

    "I've never had anything bad here." once they are all sitting she notes much softer. "Tower orders from here, all the time for Bart and everyone. Nothing is bad in my experience or at least none of them have complained." she nods to Terry's compliment on the pizza place. "Case in point."
    She looks down. "I'll probably get a pepperoni calzone myself. Also you are going to do amazing Terry."

Jon Kent has posed:
Accepting a menu from Kate, Jon goes to work on figuring out what he wants. "I think I might order the same thing. It looks really tasty." Jon notes with a soft smile. "And you have /no idea/ what kind of comfort that is." To know that there's no wrong answer here? That's a godsend.

His eyes lift to rest on Terry for a moment as he slides into the chair and he nods lightly. "Things are going pretty alright for me, I'd say. At least, I can't really complain. Life is good." He tells Terry with a soft smile.

Though hearing about him leading the Library, Jon smiles at him. "I agree with Kate. You've got this in the bag. I don't know what leading the Library looks like, but something tells me you've got this well in hand."

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"It's... a whole thing. But let's not talk about /that/, I want to hear what's new in Jon-land. Like, are you going to go for college? I just enrolled for summer classes!" He smiles a little ruefully, "I'm going to be /that/ Old Freshman who is old enough to buy alcohol, and I don't know how I feel about that." He puts the menu down, as another thought assaults me. "Oh god. I am going to be that old /married/ freshman."

He glances at Kate, "What about you, Katiebug? What's newsing?"

Kate Bishop has posed:
    "Never fear. Next time it will be the ice cream joint that has nothing bad on the menu also on the island." she smirks a bit and closes her own menu but waits to wave down a server until Terry makes up his mind for what he wants.

    "Metro-U is working out well, where are you taking your summer classes." she smirks "Library Sciences?" teasing tone. "And I imagine you will totally buy the younger classmates booze. Win friends. Influence underage freshmen and sophmores. some juniors."

    To Jon she notes, pitched very soft. "He is going to be heading up the Themyscira library at the embassy. Supes fancy." she is a pro at talking shop in public without eavesdropping being a risk.

Jon Kent has posed:
"I'm applying for a few places. Metropolis university seems the most likely option, but...well, I need to know what I'm going for, you know?" He clears his throat a little bit. "I'm thinking journalism." Like his dad. But he rubs the back of his neck. "Maybe avoid partying /too/ hard. If you're taking summer classes, you still need to study." Jon tells Terry with a soft smile.

He turns his head to Kate. "Ohhhh I see." He chuckles. "That actually sounds really cool. I've always wanted to visit but I've never really found the time." He ponders. "I love ice cream."

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"Yep, library sciences! With a minor in history, I think." Terry beams at Kate, accepting the tease, and glances at John. "Oh, I would've wanted to go into Journalism. I kind of did it backwards, starting off working at the Planet. I would still be there if HR hadn't decided me having a public identity was too much of a liability and would have skyrocketed the cost of insurance for everyone." He sighs, deflating a little. "... I miss working with Lois. But, you know... new page, new chapter." He smiles a little, sadly, "Working for the library is a dream come true, but-"

He shrugs, and brightens up some, "MU, definitely. Although I can really study anywhere with, you know, my transportation. But nooo, I am not going to buy booze for underage people! I'm supposed to be setting an example!"

He frowns, "... while exporting chocolate to an alien species that finds it incredibly addictive--- CHANGE OF SUBJECT- I've decided!" he taps the menu, "I'm going to have the salami caprese, because I like adventure."

Kate Bishop has posed:
    "That is because Ice Cream is amazing. Truly one of the miracles of the world." she finally waves down the waitress so they can put in their orders.

    Once she is gone she comments dryly. "Are you still running your illegal chocolate extra-solar-system export business?" despite the change of topic. She is very amused and not about to let that drop. "Not bad enough making your boyfriend an addict, shesh." okay now maybe she will let it drop, before anyone points out she actively use to encourage the choco consumption. What is it about aliens and chocolate.

    She looks back to Jon. "Journalism sounds good. I'm undeclared right now. I figure maybe generic business to keep my father half tanked. I'd rather go in for some sort of social causes or charity thing, but if my identity got out it might endanger a charity.... so..." she shrugs.

    Not like she needs a job really. Sigh.

Jon Kent has posed:
"Nice."

Jon seems to smile a bit as Terry seems to approve of Journalism. "Ohhh so you wrked at the Planet before you went to college? I can't see why that would be a bad idea. Especially since you seem to have gotten the job at all was an incredible opportunity. I hear the Editor-in-Chief is quite the guy." As in, Perry will tear your ass /apart/ to get his stories. He mentiosn Lois and Jon smiles at the thought of his mother.

He ought to speak with her soon.

He lifts his hand to his chin. "I'll have the same thing she has." Jon gestures to Kate. Speaking of Kate, he smiles at her. "It is! Honestly helps me get through the day sometimes." He nods. "Do you go to Metropolis University too?" He asks, though he hums. "Maybe you could still get a job and wear a different kind of mask?" He asks Kate. "You could do economics? Maybe even Law?"

Terry O'Neil has posed:
Terry O'Neil says, "Oh, Perry is a dyed-in-the-wool news hound who will bark you into a corner if you screw up. Then tell you how to fix it." Terry smiles, "I got shot twice on my first two months there. And I worked /hard/ at my big break-out story: The return of the Titans. They let me have a whole feature for it- /four/ months in the making---" And then he slaps his forehead, "And the /day/ it came out, Brainiac invaded and hardly anyone read it because everybody was too busy- you know. Not dying." He smirks. "But I did get to interview Power Girl and Miss America and Captain Marvel before I even got powers! If I were still there, I'd probably be pestering you for an interview," he nudges Jon. "I've interviewed Kara, after all," he says quietly, ". Not Supes, though. I've only seen The Big Guy in person..." he counts with his fingers, "... three times. Usually while the world was burning in one way or another. Bats, I've only seen once. And he terrified the hell out of me."

"Kate, you know-- if you study business, you could learn all sorts of tricks and things that you can do to help non-profits. Sort of be the stealth charity businesswoman? AND, incidentally... It is NOT illegal! Chocolate is not a regulated substance on Earth, and it isn't on the Akiar worlds either. It is perfectly, completely legal."

He pokes at Kate's shoulder with an index finger of outrage, but very lightly. "And he's not my boyfriend anymore."

He makes a dramatic pause, "He's my fiance."

"

Kate Bishop has posed:
    "Terry... you were always getting shot. Hell I am surprised you aren't still getting shot." it is dropped dryly but amusement.

    She sips her diet coke nodding to Jon. "Yeah Metro-U so I could be closer to home, though I spend enough time in New York with family and the YAs project." she shakes her head. "Thank god for hyperloop since some of us can't teleport or superspeed."

    "Batman is super mysterious... all the Gothamites are... so much drama. Good butts though." diet coke sip.

    "Okay fair. Fiancee. I am sure it will be illegal on Akiar eventually at this rate."

Jon Kent has posed:
"Usually."

Jon tells Terry about Perry. Though he smiles softly. "I'm glad you wrote about them. Good group, them." Jon chuckles a moment, before he hums. "Really cool set of people to interview. I've met Power Girl, but I haven't had the opportunity with Miss America and Captain Marvel. I hear they're wonderful." And hearing Kara, well, that makes him smile. Favorite cousin!

"In your defense, he's notoriously hard to get interviews with." Superman, anyway. It's one of hte reasons why Jon doesn't do interviews. Why do an interview when you could be saving someone? They're not in this for the glamour or glory of being a hero. They're doing it because they can. Because they should. Because it's right. He tilts his head. "Oh congratulations!" He smiles at Terry.

He turns his attention to Kate. "Nice. Pretty good gig, I think." He chuckles. "The YAs?" He asks curiously. "Batman's terrifying, yeah...but I think t's one of those things that you remember how /amazing/ he is to be doing what he's doing."

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"Illegal? Not gonna happen. You /do/ realize I am exporting it to the Royal Family, right?" He grins at Kate. "No fair bringing up Gotham butts, Kate. That city is built like a gothic parkour rooftop arena. Jumping all over and that- that's great for shaping. Maybe we should make a training room model after it? In any case," He stares at Kate the way a poker player decides to call someone's bluff, "I think Red Robin has a better butt than Nightwing. Change my mind."

He shakes his head at Jon, "Oh, no, I wouldn't have even /considered/ interviewing Superman. He's /Lois'/ turf. Lois loved me but I am pretty sure that if I tried to get an interview with him, she would have defenestrated me." He takes a sip from his soda and smiles, "She got pretty close at her birthday party a couple of months ago, when I dressed up as Jessica Rabbit and performed a musical number for the birthday girl at Janet Van Dyne's party."

He what?

"He also drives like a /maniac/," he whispers to Jon, "He took me on a drive. I thought my /mom/ drove like a bat out of hell, man..."

Kate Bishop has posed:
    "We have a training room model based on it. It's the best place to practice roof running and parkour Terry." which explains Kate's butt. "Also you are probably just being ageist Terry. Shame."

    She looks at Jon. Her voice pitches low again. "Young Avengers, side project trying to herd New York youth capes. I... am seriously neglecting it though in a bad way. I should spend more time on it." she frowns.

    "You rode in the batmobile...?"

Jon Kent has posed:
Jon stays far away from the topic of butts.

He's not dating anyone sure, but he typically doesn't engage in talking about the butts of his friends. Goody two-shoes! So he's happy to focus on his mother and her part in this story.

"Yeah...she's pretty defensive about Superman." Oh if only they truly knew. Terry's life was absolutely at stake! "But I'm a bit more concerned that you attempted to dress as Jessica Rabbit for Ms. van Dyne." Jon chuckles. "I bet it was a night to remember."

To Kate. "Ohhh. That makes sense. Do you need any help with that? I'm very handy." He does nod at her though when she makes a very good observation. He turns to Terry. "How did you get into the Batmobile?

Terry O'Neil has posed:
This is something Kate and Terry do- it's like a version of poker bluff. For the moment, there is a truce, but there will come a moment- maybe tonight, maybe in a few days from now- where Terry will find a time to raise the question of butts again and cause Kate to lose face. Or choke on a drink. Or maybe she will. It was a very long game. "Well, Janet provided the outfit. And the..." he gestures to his chest, "Er, the padding. But I discovered my legs look /great/ in a slit dress, though. I could see Lois wanted to burrow underground when I did my version of Big Spender!"

He sings very quietly: ~So who's gonna shout: "Stop the press?"
Don't you see we have a gal of distinction, a real go-getter?
The nightmare of every crook
And when it comes to Superman she wrote the book!
So let me get right to the point:
I don't grant a scoop to just every gal I see- Miss reporter! Write an expose... on me -~

He leans back and giggles quietly, "Oh you should've seen her face-"

And then he's asked about Batman, and he frowns. He's sure Kate knows Damian's identity and, by extension, well... what about Jon? He decides to be cautious and work under the assumption that every cat Batman owns is, in fact, a bat mobile. He can always clarify later, after he's made sure people know what he thinks they know and he's not saying things he shouldn't be saying because Bruce made a /point/ to threaten Terry.

"Not /the/ Batmobile. It was 'a' bat mobile. He has other cars when he wants to browse incognito, you know."

Kate Bishop has posed:
    There is a sigh from Kate, because honestly Terry indicating it may have been an incognito car is somehow potentially worse to Kate for some reason. She just sighs though and doesn't really explain why it may imply knowing secret identities.

    She nods to Jon. "I think that might be just what we need on the YA thing. We should talk it over later, maybe over ice cream at the New York location." no other details right now. She just leans back and smiles when the waitress arrives with the food.