5900/An Amusing Date

An Amusing Date
Date of Scene:	09 April 2021
Location:	Amusement Mile
Synopsis:	A trip to Amusement Mile turns out to be a good night. Also a means of conveying cooties.
Cast of Characters:	Dick Grayson, Stephanie Brown

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Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick showed up at the dorms unexpectedly and collected Stephanie in his car with a simple, "Let's go have a little fun, I've been way too busy the past few days and I miss you." Once he got her settled in, he drove them out to Amusement Mile and parked, taking her hand the moment she got out of the car and heading into the crowd.

""You have any favorite places here? I haven't had a lot of a chance to hang out here or anything. I just thought it'd give us a variety of things to do."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie Brown was just studying in her room, and nothing she couldn't put off for awhile. Her face had lit up at the sight of Dick there at the door. A prolonged hug being given before she joined him on the way down to his car.

Stephanie is wearing a purple Gotham Knights long-sleeved tee and a pair of jeans. She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail but had let it out and given it a ruffle after Dick arrived. She walks into the amusement park with the eldest Wayne ward, her hand giving his a squeeze as he took it while helping her out of the car.

She looks around as they walk into the park. "Oh well you know me. I just hate adrenaline rush rides like roller coasters and things that shoot you up in the air or turn you upside down or..." she says, grinning over to Dick as she trails off. "This was a nice idea," she tells him. "I haven't been here in a couple of years."

Dick Grayson has posed:
He grins, "Yeah, we live boring, sedate lives with no excitement at all, really. Wouldn't know what to do with myself on a ride like that, I'm sure." He's had a smile on his face since he showed up and collected her.

Looking around, he smirks a little and says, "Let's go make the carnies hate me and win you something large and fuzzy." He leads her over to the various booths with games of skill and waves at the prizes, "What do you want me to win for you? Pick one out and we'll make you drag it around all night."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Dick's suggestion of how to start out gets an approving, "Ooooo," sound from Stephanie. "I like the way you think, Mr. Grayson," she tells him, taking his hand that holds hers and guiding it over against her belly where her other hand can rest overtop of his as well.

"Hrm, don't want it to be TOO simple for you," she teases as they walk along, looking at the booths. "Oh, right there," she says, as they stop by a booth. It has an ENORMOUS teddy bear, a light tannish brown color, easily taller than Stephanie is. It's nose is nearly the size of her head.

She looks at Dick and then bounces excitedly. "Please?" she asks him, bright blue eyes shining at him warmly at the notion of having the bear.

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Dick Grayson has posed:
This gets a laugh, "Well, I did it to myself, I suppose. You do realize we'll have to carry it with us the rest of the night, right?" He smiles at her, "But how could I possibly resist that much excitement? Let's do this."

He rolls his neck and shoulders to loosen them up and steps up to the booth, getting out his wallet and putting money on the counter. It's a ring toss onto bottles, and they're usually designed to barely fit. However, his eye-hand coordination, training and years of growing up in a circus combine into a perfect storm of bad day for the carnie. Rings fly, bullseyeing bottles one after the other. Building up to the prize bear Steph wants takes a couple purchases of further rings, but after about 20 minutes, a rather crestfallen carnie lugs the bear out from behind the counter and gives it to Dick.

He turns with the enormous bear in his arms and holds it out, "Here my love, one ginormous bear to carry for the rest of the evening."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie Brown stands nearby Dick as he begins tossing the rings on the bottles. She's a vocal fan, raising her arms when he lands the rings right on the bottle tops. Probably just making matters worse for the poor carnie.

As their prize is delivered, Stephanie throws her arms around Dick and presses a kiss to him. She looks up at him, a beautiful smile on her face. "My hero," she tells him warmly, brushing her fingers through the edges of his hair before she turns to heft the great big bear.

It's bigger than she is! Which just makes Stephanie laugh as she hefts it, throwing it over a shoulder so it doesn't drag on the ground. "Good thing you brought your car. Can you imagine trying to ride him back bitch on the back of one of the bikes?" she asks with a laugh.

He starts to fall off and she grabs him, pulling him back up which only makes him start to fall off the other side. It takes a little doing, but Stephanie manages to get him into something like a fireman's carry which seems stable enough. "I bet they make us buy him a ticket for the rides," she says, laughing. "Thank you," she tells Dick with a warm grin.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick watches her balance the bear, and nods at her ticket comment, "Oh, I can guarantee they will. Do you actually want to put him in the car? He might end up falling off the rides and getting damaged since he can't hold on to railings or anything."

He looks around the area, "Ok, now that the bear has been won, what shall we do next? Rides or food? We've got plenty of both available to us. Carnival food, burgers, all kinds of rides, it's an embarrassment of riches."

Turning to her, he waits for her decision on the bear situation to start, and then on the next activity.

Stephanie Brown has posed:
"Well," Stephanie says, and the bear head flops down in front of her own face. She shoves it back up. "We should prob-" she gets out before it flops down again. "Randy! You are -not- behaving!" she tells the bear, shoving him back up again and flashing a grin to Dick. "Ok, let's drop him off in the car," she agrees.

She gives a little bounce to toss him higher up on her shoulders and then nods to Dick, letting him clear a path for her through the crowds. "Excuse us! Pardon us!" Stephanie calls as they walk along. "He's smarter than your average bear! Or college student since he's got me carrying him!" she tells people as they head with the bear back out towards Dick's car to get him stowed.

Only after he's in the back seat, and seat-belted, does Stephanie turn back to Dick. "How about a roller coaster? Then grab some food and go up in the Ferris Wheel while we eat?" she suggests, offering Dick her hand back now it is free.

Dick Grayson has posed:
It's actually a little amusing watching her maneuver the bear through the crowds, so beyond a certain amount of path clearing, Dick leaves bear carrying to Steph. Watching her fight the bear keeps a big smile on his face the entire way, and it's still there after Randy is belted in.

Her suggestion gets a nod, "Sounds good to me." He reclaims her hand and heads for the roller coaster, getting in line and paying for the tickets. His arm slips around her waist and stays there for the whole wait in line, and then they're up to the car. They get into the front seats, and the bar locks into place, they they're off.

Clack clack clack clack... up the first hill, to the very top..

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Down they plummet, then whip around turns and up and down more hills! A couple more sharp banks, and then...

LOOP!

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie Brown stands close to Dick as they wait in line. Near enough her body rests gently against him, her head nestled in against his jaw or on his shoulder. Her smile hasn't faded either, not since he arrived unexpected to take her out for the evening.

It's just cool enough that being close like that has the added benefit of warmth. As they stand in line, there are two kids ahead of them, apparently their parents allowing them to go on the ride alone, each probably twelve or thirteen. The one boy turns and looks at them and makes a sour face at the couple.

Stephanie returns a goofy sour face back at him. Which only makes the kid up his game with the look he gives back.

Stephanie isn't to be out done, distorting her jaw to one side and making something like a sour zombie face. It makes the kid break out laughing, and then it's time to get onto the roller coaster. "So proved my mom wrong about my face getting stuck like that," she tells Dick with a smile.

She settles into the seat close beside Dick. "You know, this is always the worst part," she says as the coaster starts up, up, up, and falls back a half foot. Then up, up, up the hill and falls back a half foot. "I wonder how came up with that? It's so disturbing!" she says with a laugh.

As they roll over the edge and head down, Stephanie lets out a whoop and lifts her arms in the air, yelling like the two kids in the seats in front of them, giving whoops as they whip around sharp turns and then look like they are about to hit part of the coaster's frame before suddenly the track drops just in time so they loop under it!

Dick Grayson has posed:
"Something tells me that isn't the first time you've proved her wrong on that point. That was a good one, you must have practiced." Once in the car and moving, he agrees, "I think it's to build up the anticipation or something. Worth it once you get to the top though!"

He cheers and whoops through the ride as well, enjoying the rush as they whip around turns and take sudden drops, yelling loudly through the loop near then end until the car slows to a stop back at the station.

After the lock bar lifts, he leans over and kisses her thoroughly, then climbs out and reclaims her hand. Apparently being in physical contact at all times is some kind of requirement.

Heading over towards the food portion of the midway, he stops to look around, sidestepping a large gaggle of highschoolers out for the night before asking, "So, unhealthy fried things on sticks, or burgers? It's all good, just means we have to work off more calories than usual."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie Brown's eyes are bright and excited at the end of the ride. Granted it's not quite the same as jumping off a building before you've shot your grapple line anywhere. But you feel like you have a bit more control when swinging through the Gotham night.

She turns towards Dick as he leans in, the girl smiling as she kisses him back with just as much enthusiasm. Her fingers moves up into his hair, teasing through the dark locks.

"Oh gross. You know that's how cooties spread," the kid who was making faces with Stephanie says as he and his friend climb out of the car in front. Stephanie breaks out laughing, breaking up the kiss a few seconds earlier than it would have otherwise. "Yep. ALL the cooties," she agrees. "He's just full of them," she says, patting Dick's chest.

"No, you're the one with the cooties!" the boy tells her. "Cooties are a girl thing!" he says as they turn and head for the exit. Leaving Stephanie to laugh and smile back to Dick as he leans her out of the car. "Hmm, you'd think by now they'd have unhealthy fried burgers on sticks," she muses. "How about cheeseburgers? And some chili cheese fries, with jalapenos?" she suggests.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick laughs after the kiss ends and the kids comment, "Give it a couple years, you'll be after all the cooties you can get." He smiles at Steph, "I got the best ones though, so you're out of luck there." The kids go away looking disgusted, one saying to the other, "Why would anyone _want_ cooties? That guy's nuts!"

"I bet they probably do have burgers on sticks, but why don't we hit the Big Belly for burgers and those spicy chili cheese fries you're about to try and kill me with?" He winks at her and leads her off towards the burger place, claiming a table where they can watch the crowds pass before heading up to order.

"You want anything special on your burger?"

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie leans her head against Dick's shoulder as they head over to Big Belly Burger. "Not like we normally have trouble finding ways to burn off the calories," she tells him. And then in a quieter voice, "And that was even before... ah... you know," she says, little spots of color in her cheeks even as she grins at him.

"Oh, let's see. Bacon, bbq sauce, cheddar... definitely NO onions... that's good," she says. "And juice or soda or whatever you're getting to drink," she tells him. Her eyes sparkle at him warmly. "Thank you," she tells him, and it's easy to see in her expression that him treating her like this means something to the young woman.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick orders two double cheeseburgers, one as Steph requested and the other with basically everything. "If I'm gonna eat unhealthy, I might as well do it right." The chili cheese fries with jalapeno are added to the order as well.

"We'll also take a couple Cokes" he tells the counter person, finishing up the order. He leads her over to their table to wait for the food to be ready. "So you're one of those spicy types, I see. I never really hopped on that bandwagon, myself. I prefer food I can enjoy, rather than being sent diving for a drink.

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie pivots in her seat to face Dick. The wind blows gently across the park, stirring her hair which she's left to fall gently about her shoulders. "I don't get it a lot. Usually just chili and cheese on them. Oh, and bacon is good too," she says.

She picks up her soda, putting the straw into the lid and taking a sip. "There was a family down the street from Honduras. Their mom used to always push food at me," she explains. "She, ah, well she knew that my parents were gone a lot, I think. And so they'd invite me in for dinner, or she'd send food home with me. And they liked it kind of spicy," she tells Dick.

She rests her hand on his thigh. "So, what's your favorite food?" she asks him, rubbing her fingers back and forth, drawing little circles and shapes on him as they talk.

Dick Grayson has posed:
He nods, "Well, that explains it then, if you grew up eating spicy stuff, you'd be used to it. I grew up with this kind of food" he waves a hand at the food stands, " and then with Alfred's cooking, so nothing too overly spicy. Favorite... I'd have to say probably a nice filet mignon, with a side of veggies and a potato. Just a wonderful cut of meat."

He looks over at her, "So how about you? What's your favorite meal?"

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie hears Dick's name called that their food is ready. "I got it," she tells him, leaning over to brush a peck to his lips before hopping up and going over to pick it up. She returns with the tray, setting their food down on the table and retaking her seat.

"Favorite meal," she says thoughtfully. "Well I don't get it very often, but the best thing I've ever had was this marinated chicken breast at a little Greek hole in the wall. But as far as things I get very often," she says, pausing a moment as if she has to consider it.

"But, favorite food..." she says thoughtfully. "God I could name so many types of fast food," she comments with a soft chuckle. "Pizza is -really- high up the list of course. If I'm just picking one though, I'd have to say a Thanksgiving dinner. With the turkey and the mashed potatoes and gravy and everything? And cornbread or dinner rolls."

Dick Grayson has posed:
"Well, to be honest, pizza is right up there for me too, despite not being an Alfred thing. You can just do so much with it, and different toppings mack it taste different, it's like a bunch of meals from one basic thing."

He winks, "Your fast food days are just about over, in case you have not realized yet. I'll be feeding you most of the time."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie unwraps her burger, squashing it down a bit so it will fit in her mouth easier. Helps to avoid having bbq all over your lips when you're eating with a cute guy. Which Dick definitely counts as.

She grins over to him. "I kind of like the sound of that," she tells him as Stephanie takes a bite of her burger. "Mmmm. This is so much better than ramen," she tells him. "Which was on the menu otherwise tonight at Chez Stephanie."

She reaches her foot over to rub against his leg while her fingers are busy with the messy burger. "Alfred will probably complain if you cook -too- much in his kitchen," she teases. "Or, were you thinking of getting the other place then?" she asks.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick starts on his burger, pausing to chew and swallow before answering, "Oh, I'm getting my own place, nothing's changed there. We need a place where we can have real privacy. I think we already discussed Alfred's possible heart attack walking in on some things. Better to have a place we won't be disturbed."

He chuckles a little and adds, "Besides, I didn't necessarily mean lots of cooking. I like taking you places, so between dates and cooking, I think we can keep you away from the ramen, except for special occasions."

"It's funny how we miss the obvious things sometimes, isn't it?" He shakes his head, "How did I not see how I felt about you? You're even great just enjoying a burger."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
With that comment, Dick seems intent to test how well Stephanie can eat and smile at the same time. Because that big grin that she gets won't go away. She smiles it over at him before taking her next bite.

"We both had to realize things had changed," she says, expression turning thoughtful as she picks up her soda and takes a sip from the straw. "I always thought you were cute, obviously. But never seriously considered something happening between us," she says. "I guess I didn't let myself think that way," she says.

The condensation on her cup has left a little water ring on the table. Stephanie draws a finger through it, spreading it across the surface into different shapes as she talks. "Seeing you and Sara together at the birthday party? After the time we'd been spending around each other, that made me realize I had come to see you differently." She lets out a breath, blowing wisps of hair from her face. "It kind of sucked. She was really pretty and... ah... you know I wanted you to be happy. But it sucked."

Dick Grayson has posed:
"Yeah, I still need to do something really nice for her for making me see the truth about how I felt. I did kind of abandon her at a high class party, even if she was telling me to."

He reaches over and lightly strokes the back of her hand, then takes another bite. "At least it turned out alright, though I may have given her a heart attack when I jumped off the balcony to chase you down. But I didn't want to chance you getting to a cab or something."

He wipes his mouth with a napkin and puts it aside, continuing, "So what other kinds of things do you like doing? We've never really talked about ourselves, just business and technique." He points at her with a smile, "Tell me more about Steph."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie Brown's head tilts to the side a little bit. "Really?" she asks, her smile growing. "You jumped off a balcony so I wouldn't get away?" She hadn't heard that part of the story before. Just when Stephanie thought her grin was wide as it could be, Dick finds a way to make it grow.

She clears her throat and nods. "We should both find something nice to do for her," Stephanie agrees. She brushes her fingers back against Dick's, while the other hand is still drawing in the condensation ring. She appears to be trying to turn it into a bat signal, but there's not enough water to really get the shape very close.

Stephanie gives up on the table-art and picks up her bugger to take another bite. "Well," she says when she can talk politely again. "Classes and certain extra-curriculars take up a lot of my time of course. In high school the gymnastics team took up a lot of free time but don't have that now. There's a coffee house down the street from my apartment that has live music in the evenings that I like to go to. Bars are still hit and miss since I can't drink. I do a lot of jogging and occasional free running. Though I think the latter... it's something that I figure I should be careful showing too much, you know?"

Stephanie hrms. "Music. I watch a lot of movies. I guess... well, I've never really had a very big social circle. So a lot of stuff I was just used to doing myself," she admits, looking down a little shyly.

Dick Grayson has posed:
He nods with a smile, "Nothing wrong with that. We don't have a lot of free time, what with our chosen extra activity. We're just fortunate that there's a good number of us, so these days we can take a little time for ourselves without letting everything go to hell."

"Live music sounds fun, but yeah, the bar scene was never big for me either, so no loss there. And sitting home watching a movie with you sounds like a good night to me. Popcorn, a blanket to snuggle under, who could ask for more?" He takes a sip of his soda.

He grins and makes it obvious he's examining her body before saying, "You seem to be managing to keep in shape. If you're worried about the free running, I've got a course set on on the manor grounds, nice and private, you're obviously welcome to use it anytime."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie's eyes light up a bit at the mention of the free running course. "You know, I've always been envious of your gymnastics ability," she tells Dick. "You make things look so effortless. I wish I'd gotten into it younger than I did. Wasn't until I was old enough to get myself into it that I got involved," she tells him.

Another bite of the burger is taken, while around them the sounds of the amusement park fill the air. The ringing of bells to draw people to carnival games. The roar of a coaster and the voices of the people on it as they pass swiftly by. Food stands that make sure to let their aromas fill the air, and everywhere the sound of people talking and kids laughing.

Stephanie looks around and then back to Dick, smiling at being there with him. "What about you? You were always away in Bludhaven so I haven't seen of much your day to day life as I have the others," she tells him. "What's a perfect evening for Dick Grayson?" she asks.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick hmms, "Let's see. Up until recently, there honestly wasn't a lot. Being a detective keeps you pretty busy, then the extra activity we do eats up a ton of time. Add to that working out to keep in shape for those things, and I use up a lot of my time. I'd sometimes hit a bar with folks from work just to be social and fit in, didn't want to keep myself separated like I was better than them or something. Had a few dates here and there, nothing that went anywhere."

"Now, of course, a perfect evening is a lot easier. It's one I spend with you, doing whatever we decide to do." He lowers his voice and leans close to share privately, "And not just the parts where I make you twitch."

Sitting back and taking a bite of his burger with a little smile playing on his lips, he continues in a more normal voice, "I also kind of like extreme sports. Probably a result of all the adrenaline from our other activities, I find I kind of like that rush. Have you ever been skydiving?"

Stephanie Brown has posed:
The young woman sits listening to Dick, eating her burger and both blushing and laughing at one point. "Not for recreation, no," she says, which means she's probably already had HALO training jumping out of the Batwing. "Though yes it would be amazing. Especially with some sort of glider thing on so you can... ah, glide. You know what I mean," she tells Dick, eyes lighting up. Of course he's seen her training with her cape that does just that. But they don't normally jump out of airplanes when using those.

"I know what you mean though," she says with a smile. "I don't care if we... go swimming, go for a drive together, watch a game or a concert. Listen to music. Watch a movie. Go for a walk on the beach or in a park. As long as it's with you," she tells him warmly. "And now I have a great big bear to snuggle with when you aren't around."

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick Grayson laughs, "So, that's what Randy is for, I was wondering. I'll just have to do my best to make sure you don't need him very often. I think we can probably manage to fill most of our spare time one way or another. Not like there's a lack of things to do in this area."

"Which brings up another point, once we finish eating, what do you want to do next? There's still a ton of stuff we haven't hit yet, so lots we can still do out there."

He takes a bite of his burger, swallowing before he adds, "Or we can go do something else, up to you, it's your date."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
A grin is given back to Dick. "Thank you for winning him for me," she tells him. "I can only imagine how often you played those as a kid," she tells him. Another bite is taken of her burger, only a little bit left of it.

Stephanie turns to glance around the park. "Well, there's the Ferris wheel. Or we could go do the fun house. Or the bumper cars. I think they have an actual go-cart race track we could do," she suggests.

Stephanie pops the last bit of burger in her mouth and finishes it, then gets the last few chili cheese fries. "I'm happy just getting to spend time together," she says. "Thank you, this has been a wonderful date." Stephanie wipes her hands and then gets up, coming over to Dick's side of the table and plopping down in his lap to give him a kiss.

From not too far away, a kid can be heard yelling, "See!? Cooties!"

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick laughs and kisses her back very obviously for the kid's sake (to an accompaniment of 'ews' and 'yucks'), then grins at her, "I seem to recall you wanting to go on the ferris wheel, so we'll do that next." He reaches around her to get the last bit of his burger and pop it in his mouth.

After finishing it, he slips his arms under her and then stands, picking her up as he does and cradling her against his chest for a moment, then kissing her before lowering her to her feet. "Right, ferris wheel it is." As always, his hand finds hers as he heads over towards the next portion of the date.

Stephanie Brown has posed:
The way she's so easily picked up gets a thrilled laugh from Stephanie. And she slides her arms around his shoulders to kiss him visibly and gross out the elementary school kids. "Oh they don't know what they are missing," she tells him with a laugh as Dick puts her feet back on the ground.

Stephanie holds his hand with both of hers, walking close at his side as they go over to the Ferris Wheel. It sits on the north shore of the island, with a nice look over the straight between the northernmost island of Gotham, and Bristol where Wayne Manor can be found, as well as Stephanie's mother's townhouse in Widowstones in Bristol.

The wheel stops letting people out, and more people board. When it comes their turn, Stephanie walks over with Dick, grinning at the prospect of going up in it. "You know, I might have thought the view from building tops might spoil something like this. But it really doesn't," she tells him as she takes a seat in it.

Dick Grayson has posed:
He nods, "It's a little different when you're not looking for criminals. Plus this is built for a nice scenic view as opposed to being able to look across the street." He slips his arm around her as the wheel starts to turn, lifting them towards the night sky.

He pulls her a little closer and leans his head against hers, "Besides, this is meant to be shared, so that makes it nicer as well. We get to look at the skyline, the lights of the boardwalk, all sorts of pretty things. Sometimes we forget Gotham has a beauty to it if you know where to look."

Their car reaches the top and the wheel pauses, giving them the views he just listed. He looks out over the city and the water for a moment, then turns to her and leans in for another kiss. After a moment, he leans his head against hers and says, "I don't think I want this night to ever end."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie Brown snuggles in against Dick's side, nestling in the fold of his arm about her shoulders. She admires the view, but it's from a spot with her head leaning against his shoulder. "So beautiful," she says with a smile of the cite at night on one side, stretching out on island after island, while to the other side the shoreline can be seen and the bridge up to Bristol.

Stephanie brings Dick's hand up to where she can kiss it, then smiles and turns to him to nuzzle that kiss back to his lips. "I know what you mean," she says with a happy sigh. "This is a perfect night," she says contentedly.

The wind blows, gently, but just cool enough for Stephanie to be glad to have Dick's warmer body to snuggle against. "So I think the birthday present went over well, with Bruce. He had a nice smile when he saw the picture of he and Harvey," she says, turning to focus her attention on her boyfriend.

Dick Grayson has posed:
He smiles and just enjoys the view and the young woman snuggled against him for a few minutes until the wheel starts to turn again to begin the trip back down. Once they are about halfway, he answers, "Yeah, I'd say he liked it. I mean, it's really the only kind of thing you can get for someone like Bruce, it's not like he needs a new tie or something. Like the video you did for me, it's about the personal touches."

He considers for a moment, then says, "Fortunately for me, I have a good amount of time until your next birthday, so that gives me the chance to figure out something good. Hopefully it'll be at least half as thoughtful as yours." He steals another quick kiss. "We shall have to see what I can figure out."

Once the wheel gets them to the bottom, he steps out and then slips his arm around her waist as they walk. Apparently this is the acceptable substitute for holding her hand, as they're still in contact. "So, go-karts, or home for some private time?"

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie gives a soft chuckle. "I'm the opposite of Bruce. I'm easy to buy for. I mean, the aforementioned tie? Done Pretty Woman style?" she suggests, glancing over at Dick's body as if imagining that moment right now. "Cooties, yay," she says before breaking out in a grin.

The young woman leans into him as they walk together. "I'm thinking maybe home. Save the go-kart for next time?" she suggests, looking over to see what Dick thinks. "Poor Randy is stuck out there in the car, all alone," she points out, blue eyes twinkling towards Dick.

She gives a happy sigh, her arm going around Dick's waist in return. "I'm waiting for Cass to show up and give me one of those looks," she says with a little chuckle. "Probably I'll just wake up and she's sitting there on my bed with her arms crossed. She does that kind of thing."

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick grins, "Long as _I_ don't wake up with her sitting on my bed giving me a look. Any idea how she's going to take our relationship? She's awfully good with edged weapons, and I like all my parts." He smirks a little, "And I think you do too, from what I've seen so far."

"But sure, let's go make sure Randy isn't getting too lonely in the car, then we'll head home and find something to so once we get back. I've got a few ideas, we'll see which of them you like best."

Stephanie Brown has posed:
Stephanie gestures with a finger towards Dick. "Oh, she'll be happy I'm sure. It would only be a problem if you hurt me. I think she was going to go murder Roberto when we broke up," she says. "Though, I wouldn't put it past her that we both wake up some morning and she's sitting there looking at us. Especially if it's at my place."

She goes up on her toes, leaning over to give Dick a little peck on the cheek. "By the way, I'll be taking Charlie back to Constantine soon. He wouldn't just help for free. Gave him the silver knife as part of his fee. And... I need to get $50k from Bruce for it as well," she says, wincing. "Probably the worst part is now she and I owe him a favor. With a capital F. I tried to get her out of that part but she bristled when I said she was just a kid and he couldn't ask that of her. Though I was just doing it to save her that, so she ended up still owing him."