6495/Besties

Besties
Date of Scene:	08 June 2021
Location:	Pym's Midtown Lab
Synopsis:	Hank comes clean with Jennifer!
Cast of Characters:	Hank Pym, Jennifer Walters

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Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym is dealing with a major annoyance: laundry. This has always been the case. Maria never learned to operate the machines. She was working on her doctorate. Janet... any man who married Janet van Dyne and expected her to do laundry or cook was a fool, or suicidal.

Especially if he ate any cooking.

Besides, Hank didn't like other people handling his clothes. So once again the great man is in a bathrobe and amazed he has no clean pants to wear. He hands the last basket to Bo. The ant heads off with it balanced on his head. Hank activates the washer from his console and sits down to catch up on the news. Ah some quiet.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
It's early afternoon, and for once Jennifer has decided to take off of work early to visit her good friend Hank. She's still dressed for work though, wearing a charcoal grey knee length pencil skirt, a matching jacket and a cream colored button down shirt.

She walks up to the lab and is let in without a fuss. After all, she's a frequent visitor. "Hey, Hank!" she calls out into the lab once she's in. So much for the quiet.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym gets up and makes sure the robe stays closed this time.

"Hello Jennifer! Let me look at you... " He holds She-Lawyer at arms length, not that he could really stop her.

"I think you grew since the last time you were here. Let me take a look for any more naughty capsules. Nope you're good. Get comfy." He gives his friend a good hug and releases her.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
Jennifer arches an eyebrow. "Naughty capsules?" she asks, hugging Hank back. She makes her way to the couch, and sits. "Why is it that every time I come and visit you're in a bathrobe?" she chuckles. "So what's new? You're in an awfully good mood."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym sits next to Jennifer. He seems to be struggling to speak, a rarity. Then he starts blushing. Then he tries to speak again.

Nope. He didn't make it this time either. Finally a supreme effort.

"Uuuhm. I may... have... m..." He looks up at her hoping she can finish it for him. Really he's new at you know talking to people.

Plus he feels like he's talking to his mom right now with the height difference and all.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
Jennifer tries to keep the amusement from showing on her face, instead going into full lawyer mode and just raising an eyebrow. She crosses her legs and asks, "May have what, Hank? Please tell me it's not anything contagious."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym being Hank seems to give contagion consideration. Then he facepalms with one hand, gesturing for a hug with the other. And he seems to struggle still more with what he is trying to say and very in need of a friend. "I'm going to be thrown out of the Avengers for good. I don't even know... how to bring this up to Nadia..." Tis is troubling in a man who stood up to a mind probe for a couple weeks. He has a strong mind. Not a good one, but a strong one.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
Jennifer obligingly leans over to give Hank a solid hulk hug. Her amusement has disappeared when he mentions that he's going to be thrown out of the Avengers for good. "Why? What happened," she asks concerned.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym looks up at her and blurts out, "ImaybeinarelationshipwithEmmaFrost!"

He leans back on a solid Hulk arm, breathing in through his nose, out through the mouth.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
Jennifer blinks. Of the many things she was imagining, this was not one of them. She takes a moment to process this. "Okay. So. One, congrats on getting back on the horse! Two, why would dating Emma get you kicked out of the Avengers?"

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym puts his head on Jen's shoulder. "I... my mind puts things together in odd ways. It's my source of genius and my curse. I mean... honestly, I put myself on the inactive list and all that. I just don't want anyone to think that this was not my decision or stuff like that. I mean it's a whole thing... this is Emma fucking FROST! Can you name a more odd pairing? People will be asking things like -have I had all my anti-vennin shots. People are a bit unkind to Emma, dunno if you noticed and then... Janet's already got a lot of influence on Nadia. WHAT will happen when those two butt heads... and they will. Believe me." Hank has Jennifer by the lapels as he says this, careful not to wrinkle her jacket. All right Ultron is pretty bad but a fight between the White Queen and the Wasp? World breaking.

Hank breaking at least.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
"I admit, it /is/ odd and I'm curious how this came about," Jennifer says, completely unphased by Hank's growing panic. "But still, I've heard of odder pairings. And if it works out?" She shrugs, "Then it works out."

Hank mentions the potential conflict between Janet and Emma which causes Jennifer to sigh. "When it happens, just take a step back and let them work it out. They're big girls and they can figure out how to coexist on their own."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym raises an eybrow. "I'm /familiar/ with their work. I'm deep diving into the Microverse. How did it come about... I saw her in front of that bomb of a hotel she is renovating -quite well in fact and we traded barbs and... next thing I know we have a date. Go figure. I mean... when I was married to Janet I met her at the Hellfire Club a few times and... she was the only one not telling me to go and be sociable. I guess... she's all right with me being me. As much as you are okay with it. This is a nice jacket."

Jennifer Walters has posed:
"Hunh," Jennifer says thoughtfully. "Who would have thought? Still! Good for you! I hope it works out, since you deserve some happiness in your life." She chuckles at Hank's sudden shift in topic. "Thanks. That's a nice bathrobe." She gestures to Hank's feet. "The fuzzy ant slippers are a nice touch."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym lets go of the jacket. "Thanks, Jen. I owe you one. You're the only Avenger that gets me. Hey you want to stay for dinner? I have some nice steaks or I can send out for some pizza. A few pizzas," he says. Hulks can eat. Small dig there. Then he gets up and stooping a little gives her a peck on the forehead, holding her face in his hands a moment. "Now we have to get you squared away... you ever think of Hank McCoy? He seems like a good match for you. You're both so nice." He goes to the console to check on his wash.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
"I haven't had a good steak in ages," Jennifer admits, closing her eyes at the kiss. She laughs at Hank playing matchmaker, "I've been busy and never really thought about hooking up with anybody," she admits. "But I wouldn't be opposed to a dinner with Dr. McCoy to see how things shake out."

She watches as her friend moves to check on his laundry. "Here," She says. "Let me help you fold all that. I know you. You just keep everything in a clean clothes pile."