15843/Cakes in Fancy Dresses
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| Cakes in Fancy Dresses | |
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| Date of Scene: | 04 October 2023 |
| Location: | Manhattan - New York |
| Synopsis: | It's Wednesday, which means Patsy and Jennifer are out to eat cakes in fancy dresses. Which they do! The waitstaff get in on it and their server is in a tux. |
| Cast of Characters: | Jennifer Walters, Patsy Walker
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- Jennifer Walters has posed:
It's lunch on a Wednesday, and you know what that means! Cakes in fancy dresses! That's right, it's Cakes in Fancy Dresses Wednesday, the part of the week where Jennifer and Patsy take some time off to really do something decadent for themselves. They're at Alices Tea Cup, a fancy place to get fancy teas and fancy cakes and a great place to put on a fancy dress for!
Jennifer is dressed in this elegant burgandy over the shoulder number, that hugs her hips and flares out towards the bottom. Absolutely stunning on the Jade Giantess, but it'd be hell to run in should anything pop up. Fortunately, they've been doing this for a while, and they've yet had to cancel plans due to bad guys.
"Well, hello, Ms. Walker," Jen says in her best fancy voice. "It's such a pleasure to meet you this fine afternoon. Shall we enter this establishment and have some tea and dine on, say, cakes?"
- Patsy Walker has posed:
"Why yes, Ms. Walters. I do declare, on this fine September day we shall dine on nothing but the finest of various and sundry cakes, teas, and more, while wearing our fancy dresses." Patsy Walker is putting on her best southern accent, which is really not that great. All the same, she looks the part of the southern belle with an outfit that fits the billing.
This time it's a black base with a multitude of yellow flowers (carnations or similar), with green leaves and stems for balance. The sleeves are short, there's extra fabric at the shoulders, plus a snug little belt to cinch it all off. Her red hair is held back with a band atop her head, bangs out of her eyes, the ends curling about her shoulders. A cat pendant sits just below her throat, and black sunglasses and pumps complete matters.
Indicating the door, she asks, "After you, or shall I?"
(Dress: https://i.imgur.com/0udb3Yd.png)
- Jennifer Walters has posed:
"My, I say, your fancy dress is quite fancy, Ms. Walker!" Jen says, grinning, as she opens the door to let Patsy through. "Why, after you!" By now the proprietors of Alice's know about Eat Cakes in Fancy Dresses Wednesday, and already have a table set up for the duo. Sometimes, like today, the waitstaff get in on the act and put on fancy dresses too. (One of the guys asked if he could be in a fancy tux, and was decided that it was acceptable)
Today their waitperson is a thin young woman sporting a handsome white tux. "Hi there, you two," she says with a grin as she leads them to their table. "Should I get your regulars prepared or are you feeling adventurous?"
- Patsy Walker has posed:
Patsy Walker compliments, "You're looking positively scrumptious today, but you always do. I've seen the comments on the internet." In she goes first, adding, "Far too kind, honey. Far too kind," before she all but waltzes her way toward the table in question, the waitress already set for the both of them.
Daintily, she deposits her decorated derriere - now don't anyone go looking, you'll just have to take her word for it - upon the chair's cushioned seat, rubbing her hands together before lowering her glasses to peer across at Jen. "I don't know about you but I'm feeling adventurous today. Yet, I think we should stick with some of the standards as well. What say you?" Off with the sunglasses after that, folded up and tucked away into a purse.
"And you look dashing today," she adds to the one waiting on them. "Well played."
- Jennifer Walters has posed:
"Why thank you," their waitperson says, tugging on her tux to straighten it a little. "It's fun dressing up from time to time. Gives me an excuse to pull out the tux I wore for Prom. Now..." she says, pulling out a little folding notepad. "A carrot cake with cream cheese icing, no raisins, and Baker's Choice. One for you, too?" she asks Jennifer.
"Yes, but let's start off with a slice of the German chocolate cake," Jen replies. She leans over and stage whispers to Patsy, "I'm feeling international today."
"... aand a German chocolate cake," the waitperson repeats, jotting it down. Looking up she asks, "Would you ladies like to start off with some tea?"
"That would be lovely!" replies Jen with a grin. "How about you?" she asks Patsy.
- Patsy Walker has posed:
Patsy Walker plays up the fancy Southern belle just a bit longer. "Oh, honey, you should wear that more often. So glad to see you understand and embrace it." She claps her hands together at the call for German chocolate cake, wetting her lips. "When did you become a mind-reader, Miss Walters? I was just about to suggest the same. It's simply divine."
Naturally, she agrees, "Of course we'll have tea. Only the finest you have to offer!" Only after the waitperson has gone off to start fulfilling the order does she let slip with a short breath, as if continuing the act is a source of a little stress.
- Jennifer Walters has posed:
Jennifer puffs out a bit of laughter and shakes her head. "You're too much," she says. "I love it." Then her tone turns thoughtful. "Have you ever wondered why German chocolate cake has coconut in it? You don't normally associate Germans with tropical fruit."
She squints. "Wait. Are coconuts a fruit? Or are they a nut?" She pulls out her phone from her fancy purse and starts tapping away. "I just //have// to find out, now." After a few moments of reading she lets out a little, "Hunh. It turns out that, technically they're a drupe which 'peaches, pears, walnuts, and almonds' are classified as." She scowls. "So despite being a tree nut, it's a fruit." She shakes her head and puts her phone away. "Still, a strange thing to be used in German cuisine."
- Patsy Walker has posed:
Patsy Walker flashes Jen a brief smile, but the cheerful demeanor slips just enough to make it look like it's a front she's putting up before she gets it back together again. "The beauty of instant information at your fingertips, hmm?" she points out, before digging out her own phone for a follow-up.
"'Coconut, if sweetened and combined with the Chocolate drives your dopamine over the top.'" Then she clucks her tongue, "But here's where your mind is going to be blown. 'The name "German chocolate cake" came from Sam German, who developed a dark chocolate variant used for baking. The cake was named after him and is wholly an American product.' I actually never knew that."
- Jennifer Walters has posed:
"Dopamine," Jennifer repeats. "I like dopamine very much." She listens as Patsy explains the origin of the German chocolate cake and she makes little explosion sounds while making mind blown motions with her fingertips. "Mind. Blown. I would have never thought that it would be named after a guy named 'German'. The more you know."
The slip causes a frown to touch the corner of Jennifer's lips. "Is everything alright?" she asks. "You look, well, a little stressed out. Something you want to talk about?"
- Patsy Walker has posed:
"Pssh. Next thing you're gonna tell me is French fries aren't actually French." Patsy digs this information up and her eyes widen before she looks across at Jen from over the top of the device. "Bingo. It says the actually came from Belgium and there's been a long debate over who came up with them first, but American soldiers who were in Belgium in WWI called them French fries because the Belgians spoke French in general. All of this may be true, or it may not be."
She can only shake her head at it all and wonder, "Why couldn't they have had video and phones and the internet back then, so we'd know for sure? People can say anything in a book."
Oh, her green counterpart caught that. Patsy makes a faint sound and tries to wave it away. "It's nothing. Just bad dreams again. Happens sometime. But enough about me. How are your cases going? I sent you some info on a couple of them after I did some recon."
- Jennifer Walters has posed:
"People can say anything on the internet," drawls Jennifer in counterpoint. "Frequently and loudly. It's its own thing trying to sift out the truth out there."
"Bad dreams," she repeats thoughtfully before being interrupted by their waitperson swinging by, setting two cups in front of them and setting down a hot pot of tea. "There you go, ladies," the betuxed waitperson says. "I'll have your cakes out in a moment."
"Thank you," Jen says, grinning up at her before pouring herself some tea. "Lovely stuff."
Turning back to Patsy she says, "Yeah, I got your files. Impeccable work as always. The stuff you found on MacGruber is enough to warrant a mistrial. Not the cleanest way to win a case, but I'll take it."
- Patsy Walker has posed:
Patsy Walker rolls her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. And now there's all the AI and deepfakes and people intentionally editing things to present whatever kind of context they want. Just a different way of fooling people who are fine with it."
"Ah, thank you kindly," she drawls to their server, switching it back on as soon as the woman is showing up. "Yes. Yes, it is," she adds, gesturing to the tea itself. Best to let it cool just a little first, to avoid any scalding.
"That's good. The evidence wasn't bulletproof. I'm not totally convinced of his innocence, but you know where the bar is set when it comes to cases. Got to prove guilt, not the other way around," she recalls.
- Jennifer Walters has posed:
"Truth be told, I'm not entirely convinced of his innocence either," Jennifer says, taking a tentative sip of her tea. "But everybody deserves to have a fair trial, and somebody to defend them, no matter how guilty they may seem."
She lets out a small sigh. "It's where my dad and I used to butt heads a lot. He was Deputy Sherriff, so he works hard to catch criminals and for the longest time he accused me of working hard to let them go. He just didn't understand my point of view until he was on the other side and found himself in need of council." She shakes her head. "I would have defended him, but that would have been a conflict of interest, so I got one of my friends to do it for me."
"Since then... things have been fine between us. He keeps making noises that he's going to propose to Louise but..." she shrugs. "I think he's scared that the same thing will happen to her that happened to mom. I keep telling him that he doesn't //have// to get married, but he's an old-fashioned kind of guy."
- Patsy Walker has posed:
Patsy Walker grimaces. "Yeah, and that's not something I really like thinking about. I have a couple friends/frenemies I wouldn't look too forward to investigating if I had to," she says.
About that time, the cakes come out and she gives a graceful thanks for the treats, holding up a fork as she grins at Jen, brandishing a fork. "Shall we? I'll tell you more later about my issues, and I totally understand what you mean. Hopefully your dad's happy."
