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Delivering the job
Date of Scene: 28 December 2020
Location: Ted's pad
Synopsis: Tabitha interviews with Ted and almost blows him up, but he appreciates it and buys pizza.
Cast of Characters: Ted Kord, Tabitha Smith, Douglas Ramsey




Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord hasn't has much to do today. It is technically his day off. But, when someone bearing a letter from Douglas Ramsey asked for a job interview, Ted felt he had to respond. A friend of Douglas is a friend of Ted's and all that. Of course it's a sort of casual day for him. He's wearing a sweatsuit and happily bouncing on his trampoline, which would be enough for most eccentrics. Only Ted is also the Blue Beetle so his bounces include backflips and various other tumbles and capers. In this activity as is usual, Ted loses track of the time.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith comes out of the elevator with blazing intelligence and creativity. She is smiling, looking around in wonder. Perhaps she's happy. She is wearing her business attire her friend talked her into wearing, a pencil skirt and yellow blouse, because yellow rules. Her wrists have a few floppy bracelets and her fingers are littered with rings, like she's a damn hippy or something. She's carrying a manilla folder and walks somewhat slowly, perhaps because she's in heels instead of her tennis shoes. Her blonde hair is still a damn mess but that's the style! At least it's a mess with gel added. "Mister Kord?" she asks as walks up. She watches him like it's a tennis match and adds, "I'm Tabitha Smith."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord finishes his routine with a flip that takes him behind his desk chair. If he'd remembered to pull the damned chair out... no that move never ends well for him.

"Nice to meet you. I am indeed Theodore Steven Kord. We're informal around here. It's Ted unless you've messed up badly. I don't usually handle entry level positions but, you're a friend of Douglas and he wrote me such a glowing email about you. This interview is largely a formality, to satisfy my curiosity."

"I apologize for my attire. I lost myself in my exercise routine. Do you engage in a lot of exercise, like Douglas?"

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith grins, "Sure, I'm totally active, it's true," she tells him and walks over in front of his desk, "He's soooo nice, I gotta thank him." She pauses a moment, feeling terribly overdressed, "Uhh this is like the first time in a year I've dressed up," she says and squints, "Yeah so, here's my resume and my contact info and crap," she tells him, sliding the cute manilla folder onto the desk.

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord okays and looks over the resume which mostly says school stuff. "Okay, well you don't have to be /this/ dressed up to work as an intra office mail distributor. I appreciate the effort you put into your presentation. Anyway, we like to promote from within here at Kord Co. I am quite proud of our benefits package when you work enough hours a week. The orientation package has all that and some legal documents you need to -over eighteen ok no guardian needed- regarding medical and safety issues. If you decide to pursue engineering, we try to help out with student loans and such. Any questions?"

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith seems a little nervous about something as she stews in place as Ted talks and then doesn't answer right away but does eventually say, "Yeah well, I should probably tell you something," she begins, "I told you I'm in school and crap---well yeah, I'm in school at Xavier's."

"I'm a mutant. I have the power to blow shit up. So..."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord holds up a finger to pause the confession. "Pull up a chair... not a good idea to loom over your boss. Okay, this makes things a little more complicated. I wish you read the orientation package. Relax. I don't discriminate against Mutants. So... sosososo. I will take down information about your power and any medical conditions you have, acid blood, penicillin allergy. No one else needs to know this and no one will, unless you want to tell them. I'll keep my mouth shut. But since you put this on the table I have two things to tell you... don't let other employers in on this until you have the job, if ever. For example, you didn't sign anything here. I could use this information whatever way I want and some employers are shits and will do that. Now when you sign the employment contract, I open my mouth and you can sue the pants off me. I have that written in. But you got the job so no worries with me. I appreciate the honesty though. It does you credit."

Ted gets up and grabs a towel before he walks around the desk to Tabitha. "Secondly... will you blow some shit up for me? Purely so I can judge a safe spot for you to work." He gives Tabitha his best mischievous schoolboy grin.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith grabs the chair and scoots it over then leans back to sit down, nodding while Ted actually sounds smart and surprisingly gives her good advice she should remember about stupid business practices, "Oh right," she says, squinting again as she realizes that she's just dumped everything out there for him, "Yeah, get it in writing..." she mutters, repeatingly.

She stands up from the chair and smirks a little as she looks over the gym towel, "Um are you sure?" she wonders as he hands begin to glow a little and soon she has a small little ball of plasma fire in her hand, the size of one of those plastic bouncey balls, "Okay, check it out," she tells him and eyes the towel like a ballplayer. She chucks the time bomb at the towel and it immediately incinerates, most of it burning away and the rest catching on fire. She smiles but then sees her bomb pass immediately through the flimsy ass towel and land on the far floor, where it catches the floor on fire, "Oh no! Dammit!" she lets out, extending her hand, as if snapping it from its existance but there is still a little wee bit of fire on the floor.

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord balls the towel up to put out its fire, then runs over to stamp out the flaming flooring. "I didn't mean the towel and I didn't mean here! I have testing facilities downstairs, Tabitha!" He facepalms a moment. He turns around to look at her, his expression very neutral. He could propose she be elected Queen of Mutants or yell to let the Sentinels loose.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith blinks as Ted runs around like a ninny, so she extends her arms out innocently, as if to say, "Hey come on, what the fudge," but she doesn't say that. Her mouth gapes open in sudden shock and surprise at what she's done. Apparently, destroyed The Earth.

She looks down at the fire as he puts it out, and lets out quicky,"OhMyGosh, I'm so sorry Mister Kord!" she says, "OhMyGosh!". She rubs her neck and looks uncomfortable, "Gawd..." she mutters, "I'm so sorry!" she repeats again.

Tabitha walks over to the FireSpot <tm> and stamps on the spot where the fire used to be, "Gawd, I'm so blonde. I...guess I didn't understand," she tries to explain.

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord pulls her away from the fire spot by the arm. "Do not try to stamp out a fire in heels. It's a mistake a lot of heroines make. It's okay Tabitha. Really. I should have been specific. We'll look at powers another day. I'm sure I got off light. Tabitha... please sit down. Can I get you a glass of water or tea? This is funny and my place gets trashed pretty regular. See those doors? Bulletproof glass, replaced three times. Pool destroyed once. Some of it was supervillains, some of it dumbassery. I'm not angry. Oh gosh, please don't cry..."

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith fumbles and bumbles as Ted yanks her away from the former fire, and one of her heels goes flying, "Eek!" she says quietly. She breaks her other heel and probably would have fallen over if Ted hadn't been holding her up. She sits down. She sighs defeatedly.

Tabitha pouts, eyeing that place where she almost set Ted's office ablaze, and looks teary eyed. She looks down at her bare feet, pretending she's so sophisticated when she's really still trashy trash. She looks at the bulletproof doors as Ted rambles. She wipes her eyes, "I'm okay..."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord's hand hovers over Tabitha as he considers a should or back pat. The specter of a twelve foot tall HR advocate against a flaming background baring her fangs makes him stop. Yeah this whole tableau screams lawsuit. Never mind he grabbed member of a discriminated minority. Yes officer, he grabbed my arm. Then he broke my heel and threw me in a chair. Blue Beetle sentenced to 106 years. Plus he gets kicked in the ass by Power Girl once a week.

End flight of imagination.

Ted grabs the shoe that went flying and then says, "Give me your other shoe."

He grabs a box of tissues. "Tabitha, you got the job the moment you came in with Doug's letter. I like spirit in my employees. Ask any of them. Here, let me get you some slippers. I'll fix this heel in q minute for you."

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith pouty looks up at Ted and takes the heel that went flying, "I just wanted to be a businesswoman," she says disappointedly, then looks over at the smouldering fire spot, which is probably the remains of her job security, "Gawd..."

She sighs again, "It's okay Mister Kord," she tells him, "I'll totally work overtime to make it up."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord has a soft heart -to match his head, according to some. He acquires slippers and drops them in front of her. He takes the heel and applies some epoxy to it from his desk and carefully replaces it on the shoe, holding it in place as he talks.

"Why did you want to be a businesswoman. Be yourself. I have enough business women. You're going to be a courier for all kinds of stuff no one will believe I will trust to a young girl and if anyone does figure it out, I know they still won't get it. They'll get a plasma ball. And you can wear running shoes for all that." He wiggles the heel a little and sets it down to try further.

"I will get you some sneakers in our gift shop to wear home. Don't wear these for 24 hours."

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith peers at Ted carefully, "Uhh..." she mutters, "I don't plasma people," she notes and looks down at the slippers, then over at her broken/fixed heels, "Heels suckass," she adds.

"But I do run," she tells him. She smiles, "Don't worry, Mister Kord. I'm...not a ticking timebomb. Nothing happens without me thinking about it," she assures him.

"You have a gift shop? Awesome," she grins.

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
    The elevator goes *ding* and it opens, revealing Doug, who walks in, with a suit jacket slung over his shoulder, in slacks and brogues with his sleeves rolled up. "What happened!?" He says. "I heard 'explosion' and 'Tabitha' and 'Mr. Kord' and the bottom fell out of my stom-"
    He looks between the two. "Oh. Everything's fine. Okay."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord jumps a little as the door dings. He sees Doug and says, "My interviews do not usually go this way. You kept your shoes on and barely sniffled. We had a slight misunderstanding. She thinks I'm going to bite her head off or something. I already told her I'd hire her. She'd fit right in here. Anyway... she's my new messenger."

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith stands up with more confidence even though she's set fire to the office, "Messenger, delivery person---all the above, no problem Mister Kord," she tells him.

She turns and looks over at Doug as he comes in the room, "Hi Doug!" she says and smiles, "Okay, I guess I'll leave you guys alone. I've done enough damage."

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
"Why would you leave?" Doug says, blinking somewhat owlishly, before carefully removes a pair of contact lenses from his eyes. They go into a case in his messenger bag, and he puts on a pair of glasses instead, before he drawls, "I figured you'd like her, Mr. Kord-"

He stops, and stands where he is. "...Am I interrupting the interview?"

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord waves off such concerns. "The interview is over. This was a small mishap. As long as you're here, let's get some pizza and do dinner. I can tell you how I rescued Lois Lane this afternoon. No, really... Ahhhh I'll send Bobo out for a pizza."

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
    "I'll have to politely decline pizza," Doug says, "Today's not a cheat day, and I only have an ordinary human's metabolism." He glances over at Tabitha, and says, "Welcome to the team. You'll do great!" Then he gives a thumbs-up, before he runs his hand through his hair and exhales, "Lois Lane, huh? You should see if you can get her to do a human interest with you for the Daily Planet."

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith stops abruptly nearby Doug and wonders, "Leave? Why not? It's totally over," she says, then glances back at Ted the Pizza Guy, "Well I guess I could stay for pizza. But I don't eat beef," she tells them. She grins and circles back around Doug as she makes her way back in, "Thanks Doug! You're such a good guy! I say that all the time, right?" she asks amusedly as she walks back over to find a seat and plop down in a trashy, casual way.

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord hunhs. "I have an ordinary human metabolism and I eat what I want. You should work out with me sometime. Sub-basement 2 is a parkour studio. //Doug, they make a cauliflower crust keto pizza, do not leave. That is an order. She's adorable, but she kind of scares me.//

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
"Well I mean usually you make fun of me..." Doug says, "You accuse me of 'Dougsplaining' things... call me a nerd..." Doug thinks about that, and then shrugs, "But I never take any of it personally, because I do have a tendendency to overexplain things and I am a nerd, so... whatever." He glances at Ted, and blinks, once. He puts his hand over his mouth, and then shoots back a reply of //You're fine, just get her some Lisa Frank office supplies and make every Friday 80s music day and you won't have any trouble with her.//

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith frowns as Doug tells her she's not so nice, "What the hell did you write that flappin letter for then?" she says and rolls her eyes, "Gawd, I was tryin to be nice. The nice-est ever," she explains. She hangs her legs over the armrest as Doug annoys her and looks over at what Ted is plotting.

Douglas Ramsey has posed:
"Because it was the truth." Doug says, with a shrug. "I wouldn't have written it if it wasn't true." He glances back over at Ted, and then sighs, "Fine... I'll stay for dinner. But, we need to go over your plans for the SafetyKord Security Expo. That way we can write the pizza off as a business expense."

Ted Kord has posed:
Ted Kord makes an epic shushing. "Fine! Enough of this gloom mongering and snarking. And the pizza is on me either way so no worries.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith fistpumps as Doug agrees to stay, "Hell yeah! You guys like vegetable pizza right? Broccoli pizza?" she wonders, wiggling her legs back and forth over the armrest as she sits there.