2076/Pizza at Suppertime...

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Pizza at Suppertime...
Date of Scene: 11 June 2020
Location: Dominos Pizza NYC
Synopsis: Greer and Mike run into each other at Dominos. Promotional Pizza is had.
Cast of Characters: Greer Grant, Michael Hannigan




Greer Grant has posed:
    "Pizza for lunch, pizza for supper time." Greer sings to herself as she steps into the pizza restaurant. The Avenger smirks and struts up to the counter and claps her hand on the counter and smirks at the cashier, "Heya again, I need ten large pizza's, and soon! Gimme five meat lovers and four Supremes and a plain cheese. And I need these twelve minutes ago." The two legged tiger woman says with a hard swish of her tail and she slaps down her credit card with a wink to the cashier.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Already inside the pizza place. Mike glances up from the nearby seat he has acquired for waiting purposes. Dressed down, the scruffy man has traded in his knitcap for a ballcap and his higher end attire from before for some of the Goodwill variety.

Waiting for an order as well, he seemed to have zoned out only to be snapped out by a familiar voice. "Tigra?" Mike asks, glancing up. An inquiry that's probably not needed as the visual confirmation is sufficient. He smiles, giving a wave.

Greer Grant has posed:
    "Yeah, Tigra will do. Glad you recognized me." Tigra then realizes that wasn't the cashier talking to her. The avenger looks over her bare shoulder and spots Mike, "Oh hey, umm, Nick was it?" She says, smiling and showing off her sharp canines to Mike briefly as she pays for her extreme order.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"Only when working." The musician replies, smiling back. His teeth are not as sharp. "Off the clock I'm Mike." He glances to the counter, "I'm glad I got my order in before yours considering how many you asked for."

Greer Grant has posed:
    "You should consider yourself lucky, for sure, Mike." Tigra says with a kindly teasing grin before she slips the credit card away where no one should ask further questions. "This will certainly take some time, but we Avengers tend to tip well. We look out for others like that. But not you. Never you Mike."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike tilts his head curiously at the last two sentences. Not entirely sure what Tigra means. Is she saying he doesn't tip or that the Avengers would never look out for him or- "...Is that a reference to something?"

Greer Grant has posed:
     "Of course it is. It's from a web comic where a dog tells a cat that she's not allowed allowed outside. never you." Tigra shrugs her shoulders at Mike while moving over to take a seat at his table without asking. "It left an impression on me. I thought it was funny." The orange woman says, lifting her nose slightly and taking a sniff of Mike's pizza, "What did you order?"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"Oh- online." Mike pauses, frowning. He glances over to the counter. "One large Pineappple and Bacon. One large Meatlovers. Parmesean Bread Twists. To go." He glances over to the solitary slice on a paper plate. "Seems I met a waiting time threshold and got a free slice of pepperoni as well."

Greer Grant has posed:
    "That's super nice! OMG!" Tigra shouts with a yelp when someone offers her a promo slice too. "Never pictured you as a fan of Hawaiian pizza, Mick." She's not the best with names, never has been. "You got lucky this time, I was this close to stealing a bite of your slice." The striped woman teases.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"Mike" The musician corrects, giving a smile as Greer gets a slice as well. "Nothing wrong with a bit of salty and sweet on a pizza. And I probably would have let you take a bite."

Threat of pizza theft eliminated, Mike picks up his slice.

Greer Grant has posed:
    "Yeah, that's what I said." Tigra notes before licking her lips to make sure there's no pizza sauce around her face because she does tend to eat more feral than most women might. "I still might steal some of yours if I finish before you. It's been a long day Mike." Tigra groans.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike pauses, lowering the un-bitten slice back to the plate and instead glances over to the counter. "So. What made the day so long?"

Greer Grant has posed:
    "Well after filming another few episodes yesterday, I tried to meet with a couple of friends for some drinks... But, there's always a but. But there was a robbery right next to us and i ended up in part of the city I'd never been to before. So I spent most of the day and night getting back home. So I'm running on fumes today... It sucks Mike." Greer says with a pout of her lips before taking a ravenous bite.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike shakes his head. "So from one job straight into another and then you had to deal with public transit."

"HANNIGAN!"

He shakes his head, and sets a finger down on the edge of his plate, slowly pushing it towards Greer. "Here. You need it more than me. My day was much better than that. Actually, with the exception of the set fire, it's been a rather peaceful month for me. Enjoy the pizza."

Getting up, he makes his way over to the counter to collect his order.