6602/Mini Concrete Picnic

Mini Concrete Picnic
Date of Scene:	17 June 2021
Location:	There are seven tables set up in front of Jamii Shelter. On each of the tables is a collection of dishes and drinks that have been created by some of the most junior residents of the shelter.
Synopsis:	One of Cinque's employees got a future interview at Star Labs. Monet and Doctor Harrison Wells met.
Cast of Characters:	Cinque Evers, Monet St. Croix, Harrison Wells

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Cinque Evers has posed:
There is everything from snowcones and ice-cream to buffalo wings. All of the food is free, but they do except donations for the food.

Cinque and some of the staff are waving down people on the street to get them to try their junior chef's foods. A couple of staff are playing on kettle drums to create a festival environment. Cinque sings badly, "Come and get some cool or spicy food on this hot day!" to the passersby. Inside the first floor on the shelter, there are more tables set up filled with everything from paintings, models, and inventions. There are even some children during puppet shows for smaller kids.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Being able to achieve supersonic speeds in flight, the trip from Westchester County to New York City is extremely quick for Monet even without breaking Mach I. As its such a short jaunt (and on a technicality that she's not been told she can't leave campus) the state-side sion of the St. Croix family decided to see if there are places she can help out and has decided on a non-profit shelter in Harlem.

After shooting straight up from campus to reach altitude, Monet reaches Harlem in under five minutes. She comes down in an alley near the shelter (potentially setting off alarms in certain monitoring origizations) she simply walks out of the alley and then toward the shelter. She's not dressed like someone who needs the shelter's service, as she is wearing the latest fashion likely to the tune of a few hundred dollars in clothing and accessories. She stops and watches the puppet show from behind the kids and then follows them inside, approaching one of the workers and asking for directions to the director explaining that she is looking to volunteer here.

Harrison Wells has posed:
A Sedan was parked by the time Monet had landed... which gave Harrison a plain view of someone dropping into the alley... and with his Speedster reflexes, he gets a good idea of where along that alley she is, and suddenly, there's a man peeking around the side of that alley as Eobard watches her land... then, a second later, he's back inside his car. "Interesting." 'Harrison' mutters to himself as he starts to get out of the car the normal way... his casual white shirt and slacks giving him the air of a scientist along with his glasses. He's right behind Monet as she enters, his hands in his pockets as he glances around with a warm smile, waving greetings to those who look his way.

Cinque Evers has posed:
After the urging of several of his staff, Cinque stops singing, and an elderly woman with a angelic voice takes over the duties of getting people from the street to the shelter. Grabbing a glass of lemonade and a plate of wings, Cinque heads inside the shelter.

Owens, a young man with long dreadlocks wearing a Jamii Shelter shirt comes over to Cinque that someone wants to speak with the director about volunteering. Cinque licks his fingers and jokes, "Hey, Jaden's wings are going to cause a riot in here the next time I try to serve my wings. Mine's taste like crap compared to his. See, if you can get him to share his recipe, or at least see if he is willing cook his version the next wing night.

Cinque quickly grabs a napkin as he walks over to Monet, "Greetings, and welcome to Jamii Shelter. I am Cinque Evers, and I am the owner and director of this place. We are always looking for more volunteers." Cinques continues to wipe his fingers, "Sorry, I would shake your hand, but I just had the best wings I have ever had. Are you looking to volunteer for school credit, or to just to volunteer?"

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet glances at the man's hands and looks tempted to comment on them but just nods in acceptance of the statement about the wings. "I'm just looking to donate my time," she says. She sweeps her hair back over her shoulder before adding, "I guess I'm still a bit too young for you to not be able to guess I'm a student, but this isn't an officially sanctioned school thing." She then adds, "My father is aware I was going to be doing this though incase that is a concern," without explaining that her father is overseas and not even at home in Monaco currently.

Harrison Wells has posed:
Entering and listening, Harrison stops as Monet and Cinque speak... and his eyes shift to Monet. Student at a school, volunteering. Then, his eyes trail along the others... before he looks back to Cinque and walks over to her, "Hello. I'm Doctor Harrison Wells. I've been going along the various shelters. We're doing some hiring... do you have any technology or science oriented regulars?"

Cinque Evers has posed:
Eyes widen in surprise, "Doctor Harrison Wells?" Cinque quickly peers around the room as he expects to see someone pop up to say that he is on a hidden camera show. Cinque clenches his sticky fingers as he mumbles to himself., "Dam you chicken wings."

Cinque coughs slightly to clear his throat, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Doctor Wells. I read one of your papers once that was in a magazine at my dentist's office." A soft smile appears on his face as he nervously explains, "Uhmm, sorry, I do not mean to be rude, but I was eating something sticky a few moments ago. I hope you don't hold my lack of shaking hands against any of our residents."

Cinque turns back to Monet, "Well, I will just need to get your parent to sign off on it, and volunteering cannot interfere with your school." Cinque takes a step back as he looks at the both of them, "This is actual a wonderful opportunity to show how we help people, and to show that people here have amazing skills that have had some back luck in life. Cinque turns to Harisson Wells, "Are you looking for an adult or a child?

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet turns towards the other visitor and asks, "The Dr. Wells of Star Labs?" obviously recognizing the name. She simply nods about the parental signoff as if that isn't a concern. "School won't be a problem," she says to Cinque before asking Harrison, "What sort of experiments are you working on currently?" out of baldfaced curiosity her normally detached and haughty demeanor gone for a moment in the luminary's presence.

Harrison Wells has posed:
"That'd be the one." Harrison confirms for Monet. Then, he looks to Cinque, "We're a national technology firm, so adults. If any children of yours are looking for scholarships, we do have a program for that if they qualify, but that's by appointment. I'm here to scout for interviewees."

Cinque Evers has posed:
Cinque Evers could easily recall all the residents that would be a perfect fit for Star Labs, but it is better to play the fool. Cinque snaps his fingers, "If you could give me a minute, I could run to the office, and give you a thumb drive with their information on them. " Cinque peers over at the clock on the wall as his calculates the various locations of the different people before turning back to Wells, "Most of them are out of the shelter. Everyone has a job or training that resides here."

Cinque snaps his fingers as he pretends he just remembered something, "We do have two members on the premise. One is staff. If you are willing to give someone a fresh start, I am sure she would be a good fit. She just had a bad spell. There is a shelter resident that will be a good fit to any company.

Cinque asks, "Can I call them over, while I go get that thumb drive for you. It has about 4 more residents."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
"I haven't a need for a scholarship myself, but I do appreciate being included in the offer," Monet says to Harrison with the blatant presumption that she actually /was/ included in the offer not even causing a hint of embarassment on her exquisit features. Continuing without a beat, the ever present touch of a French accent strengthening slightly, she then asks Cinque, "Would you prefer a physical permission form or would an email from my father's official account suffice for you?"

Harrison Wells has posed:
As Monet speaks, Harrison just looks at her. Nothing of his mild amusement on his face as he looks back to Cinque. "I have all afternoon." He informs her, crosses his arms, and waits.

Cinque Evers has posed:
"Whichever is easiest for you and your family?" Cinque says, "I bring back my tablet when I bring back the thumb drive." Cinque turns heads to office. After he is gone a few minutes, a woman in her early thirties approached Doctor Wells. Even though it is hot outside, she is wearing a long sleeved shirt underneath her Jamii staff shirt and quitely speak "Uhmm, I am Sarah Vigilione. It is a pleasure to meet you, Doctor Wells. Are you really scouting for talent? I finished my doctorate in engineering. I ...just don't use that title anymore. I am still interested in the work.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet nods to Cinque and pulls a large iPhone out of a concealed pocket and starts tapping on it as she writes up an email to her father and otherwise observes the conversation between Sarah ad Harrison over the top edge of the phone.

Harrison Wells has posed:
"When I'm in a city, I tend to do that, yes. I judge employees based on merit, not circumstances." Harrison offers a smile to Sarah, "Everyone has bad breaks, including me. As STAR Labs, we have failed tests all the time. That doesn't make those tests a waste of time, just a stepping stone to something better." He offers a hand to her for a handshake, "If you're interested, I can put you in for an interview in a few days?"

Cinque Evers has posed:
Sarah's eyes shift to the floor as she squints, "I want to be upfront. I got a record. I have been clean for five years now." Sarah clarifies, "Two in prision, and three on the outside. If that is going to be a problem, I wouldn't want you to waste your time. My crime didn't involve stealing, and as I said I am clean." Cinque comes back with the tablet.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Upon his return, Monet returns her focus back to the director of the shelter and asks him, "May I have the email address my father can send his permission form to?" She's also still paying attention to the other conversation but is facing her own concerns at the moment.

Harrison Wells has posed:
"With our legal system as it is, I wouldn't trust them if they said the sky is blue." Harrison casually notes, "I like to give people the benefit of the doubt. Besides, we'd do a background check on you, so your honesty is a credit."

Cinque Evers has posed:
Cinque smiles softly, "Well, it would be best if you provide the email of your father, and we can send him all the necessary forms to sign. It is actually our policy."

Sarah extends her hand, "Thank you, thank you, I just wanted another opportunity. You will not regret it. Just tell me when to be there, and I will be there fifteen minutes early."

At that moment, one of the kid's science experiments catches fire, and it quickly spreads to adjacent table. Cinque runs to get fire extinguisher, "Everyone remain calm, and head outside. Remember our drills."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet nods and rattles off her father's official email address (highlighting his title, ambassador; his last name, St. Croix; and being at gov.mc) to Cinque after saying, "That would be find also, I'll just let him know to expect this in my own email to him," and taps the screen on her phone to send said email. "I'll ask him to include my contact information in his communication to you as well so you can reach out once everything is in order," she explains, adding, "And I shouldn't keep you from your duties any further I assume."

Cinque Evers has posed:
The staff comes and puts out the fire, while the group safely ushers everyone outside. Cinque makes sure everyone gets something eat and drink. He even makes sure everyone gets napkin. There is only cosmetic damage done, and the shelter should be good as new by the end of the week.