7307/Red Flowers

Red Flowers
Date of Scene:	10 August 2021
Location:	Sherwood Florist, First Floor
Synopsis:	Dinah and Jason meet up and go on a lunch date.
Cast of Characters:	Dinah Lance, Jason Todd

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Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance has been putting her shop back in order. She spent a few months in Hong Kong, taking care of some Triads and some old business she had from earlier times in her life. Satisfied as much as she can be with all of that, she's recently returned and, through Oracle, put out the word that the Canary was back in business.

She's wearing a pair of overalls with a big pocket in front and a black t-shirt with the words "BIRD IS THE WORD" printed on the front as she places out a new set of pots, looking up as someone rings her doorbell.

Jason Todd has posed:
Behind that door was one Jason Todd.

He heard the Canary was back in town after a most lovely trip to Hong Kong, so he decided to see if she even remembered him while she was away or if she was too busy punching morons in the jaw to pay too much heed. "It's me." Jason calls from the other side of the door, just to be certain that Dinah isn't holding a weapon on the other side of that door.

He comes in peace!

Jason is currently wearing some simple jeans, some black shoes, a t-shirt, and a leather jacket. Looking like he just got out of a biker gang.

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance opens the door to let him in, locking it again after she lets him in, "It's me can cover a lot of ground in Gotham," she says. "Just come to be sociable? That's not your style. I thought you were a devil-may-care rebel, grouchy to the core," she teases.

"At least you didn't get your head shot off while I was gone. Been keeping busy? Still needling Batman?" she asks.

Jason Todd has posed:
"Only when I'm trying to sleep with you." Jason gives Dinah a playful wink then as he walks through, keeping his jacket on and not looking like he's staying too long, at least for the moment. "Just wanted to stop by and say hi. Bring anybody back with you?"

A subtle question, besides the flirting, to suggest that maybe Dinah was followed back.

"Busy as I can. Batman still needles me constantly, so I try and give back what he makes me take. Long as I give the old man a headache, I'm happy."

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance raises an eyebrow, "So pretty much all the time, then?" she says in response.

"I'm fairly good at avoiding tails, although there's always someone better. It's possible, I guess, but I think I would have caught them if you could," she teases. "You two really should do therapy, but I imagine you both would turn to stone if you ever got close to actually dealing with your issues. Men," she mutters, shaking her head as she finishes making a pyramid of pots.

Jason Todd has posed:
Jason gestures to Dinah's figure and form. "Can you blame me?" Jason questions her, still flirting more than a little bit with her, especially as his eyes seem to lay on hers for a long moment. But, he seems to chuckle. "Always someone better. Thankfully, I am." He winks, before continuing. "I'll let you know when I take off if there's anybody watching your place."

He sighs then.

"Believe me, our issues are complicated." Jason tells Dinah. "Not easily rectified."

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance is used to being ogled by dangerous men and, if she minded it, she probably wouldn't be going around in fishnets half the time. Of course, at the moment, her overalls probably diminish the effect a little bit.

"I don't deny you're good, but I've been training a lot longer than you. My mom m ight not have been Batman, but she did me just fine," she says. "And yeah, I get that. Still, it wouldn't hurt for you guys to actually try to address it in a healthy way and not just butt heads all the time. Not that it's any of my business," she says, making a hands off gesture.

Jason Todd has posed:
and Jason has oogled her a great deal over the years. Maybe he's gotten close on a couple of occasions, maybe he hasn't. Though When Dinah suggests she's been training a lot longer than him, Jason tilts his head at her. "Arguable." Over -what- is arguable is very much so up for debate.

"When hell freezes over." Jason replies about talking to Bruce about their problems. "It's just hard. I'll figure it out, I always do."

He then looks around the place then. "I see you're keeping the place nice and neat."

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance climbs up on the counter, dangling her feet off and planting her palms against the wood, "I'm not really interested in getting into the measuring game with you, Jason. You Robins always get so competitive with one another. All that testosterone. I'm surprised Barbara was able to put up with it for so long," she says.

"So, anything interesting on the horizon? Asses in need of kicking?"

Jason Todd has posed:
Jason approaches Dinah when she climbs up on the counter, stopping maybe a foot or so from her knee as he hums. "Not lookin' to get into the pissing game with you either, Dinah. And, well, if you grew up with Dick and Tim, You'd be a little bit competitive too." He smirks at her. "Barbara put up with it because she was sleeping with Dick, so she didn't really have much of a choice. The family drama is something of a package deal."

Jason sighs. "Unfortunately." He moves on though. "Always an ass that needs kicking. As for anything interesting on the horizon? I dunno. Been working with Tim a healthy deal, and helping out the Titans occasionally. How about you? What are you going to be up to now that your vacation is over?"

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance winces a little, "I can imagine. Dick Grayson's got that unfortunate habit of being good at everything, almost all the time, and usually without trying that hard. Could easily get under the skin. Wonder Woman's like that, too. I imagine whatever siblings she might have feel pretty inadequate," she says.

"Oracle and I are working on getting the Birds of Prey up and operational again. Not always easy, getting everyone's schedules together. I fought some crazy Russians at the New York docks a few nights ago, but that ended up being spy shit. I don't do spy shit." she says.

Jason Todd has posed:
"Annoyingly so. He's like that cool kid at school...what's his face, Ferris Bueller? He's basically Ferris Bueller. Never met anybody I wanted to punch so badly in my entire life." Jason offers with a bit of a chuckle, he leans forward though, hands resting on the counter Dinah is sitting on as he thinks. "Spy shit? What kind of spy shit?" He questions her curiously, as if this was the most interesting thing she's said this entire time.

"Hope you didn't get SHIELD on your ass. That would bite like no other." Jason asks of her, but eventually he shrugs. "I feel like Wonder Woman and Superman are both like that. But it's fine, some of us are just born that way apparently - literally." He shrugs a bit.

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance frowns and shakes her head, "SHIELD can't bother me. I'm in the Justice League. They have a problem with me, they can argue with Superman. Or Batman, for that matter," she says. "I'm not sure. Russian stuff. Some sort of experimentation. There was a maniac there killing them, guy with a metal arm. Seemed pretty intense," she says.

"Superman and Wonder Woman are basically gods. No point in being jealous of them. Dick's just a guy, which makes it way worse."

Jason Todd has posed:
"They can if they really wanted to, it's just a question of if you can get the word out before they do. Trust me, shadow organizations are bitchy like that." Jason tells Dinah for a long moment, before he hums. "Russian stuff, huh? Least you're not dealing with Widows or something. Metal arm? Know a few people like that, but none of them are Russian." He ponders a long moment.

"Superman and Wonder Woman only appear to be Gods. They both have weaknesses, then they're just like the rest of us." Jason replies, apparently not quite a believer. Though he lifts his chin a little bit to Dinah. 'How long are you in town?"

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance cocks her head, "Who said gods don't have weaknesses? I've seen Thor, he looks pretty touch, but I bet the Hulk could kick his ass in a fight," she says. "Weaknesses are universal, it's just a m atter of whether or not your opponent can exploit them. Of course, you're easy, your weakness is a nice ass and a low-cut top," she winks.

"For the foreseeable future, at least. I could get called away, I guess, but, for now, I wanna focus on Gotham and keeping the streets clean. Well, cleaner, at least."

Jason Todd has posed:
Jason seems to smirk. "Pretty sure I've seen televized that the Hulk is pretty much unstoppable until you get the big guy to calm the fuck down." Jason chuckles a little bit, though when Dinah informs Jason of what his weakness is, he smirks at her and seems to lean in a little bit, very much so into her personal space. "and yours is a six pack of abs and bad boy you want to get into trouble with." He starts to lean away then, beofre he chuckles. "Looks like we're both our weakness."

He seems to smile wide and genuinely at Dinah, though he ponders. "Good, then it looks like we'll be working together a lot. I'll take you out to dinner as a welcome home present." he doesn't define if this is a date or otherwise.

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance laughs, "You are quite a persistent little bugger, aren't you?" she smiles, shaking her head in genuine amusement. "Fine, I don't mind letting you pay for some food. If we end up in a drive through, though, I will toss you out of the car," she says.

"And those things you mentioned don't make me weak, not even at the knees. It's just that I've found that most so-called bad boys don't have what it takes to live up to their reputations."

Jason Todd has posed:
"What? Scared I'll trap you in a car and make a move? Please, you have that Canary Cry to try and get out. Besides, I'm harmless." Said literally nobody ever in the history of mankind about Jason Todd. Though he smirks. "Thought you liked persistence." He winks at her playfully, but seems happy that she accepted his invitation. "Great, it's a date." He teases her.

He raises a brow then a moment, gesturing to himself. "Do I live up to my reputation?"

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance points a finger, "That, my young friend, has yet to be seen," she says.

She doesn't quibble on whether or not it's a date or not. Labels don't mean very much. She's very much an action rather than words sort of girl.

"And there's nothing wrong with persistence, to some degree, but there are also lines that could slip over into harassment. You hadn't crossed that line, but I've had men do it before and I usually have to end up breaking at least one small bone, usually in their nose, to get the point."

Jason Todd has posed:
Something about action is what ties both of these two together. Probably why they get along so well.

"Please, I don't harass, no means no. I respect you, and even if I didn't, I don't cross lines like that. If I did, I'd be lower than scum." Jason replies simply enough, though he seems to smirk a bit at her claim. "Who knows, maybe it will be seen." He chuckles a little bit.

"Well, thankfully, I like my nose in tact." He winks.

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance nods, "It's a pretty good nose. I have no intention of breaking it. Right now," she teases.

"Come on, you can buy me some fettucini alfredo. I know a place. You wanna ride bitch on my motorcycle or are we taking your car?" she asks.

Jason Todd has posed:
Jason seems to smirk at Dinah then, before he laughs. "Sounds pretty good to me." When she suggests riding bitch on her motorcycle or his car, Jason chuckles. "Oh honey, sweet, lovely Dinah...it's really cute you think I brought a car." He winks at her and offers her his arm.

"Shall we?"

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance makes Jason wait a little bit so she can change out of her putting around the shop clothes, coming down fifteen minutes later in a pair of black jeans, studded boots and a sleeveless tank top that reads THE PRETTY RECKLESS on the front, with an image of a blonde haired goth girl screaming.

"If you wanna ride your own bike, that's fine, just make sure you can keep up," she teases.

Jason Todd has posed:
Jason doesn't mind the waiting, rather he seems to just be relaxing while he waits for Dinah to change into something more comfortable. When she arrives looking like she just went to the club and beat the piss out of everyone inside? Jason whistles at her.

"The belle of the ball arrives." He smirks at her. "I'll race you there if you don't want to be holding me the whole time." He grins. "Or I can hold onto you, see how awful I can be before you throw me off." He smirks at her.

"But I figure we can race and see who the better rider is."

Dinah Lance has posed:
Dinah Lance grins, "You almost enticed me into letting you ride my bike with me. Shame you gave in. Your loss," she teases, turning on her bike and revving up before squealing out and heading down the road.

Jason Todd has posed:
Jason smirks a little bit. "I prefer the hard way." He chuckles, before he's mounting his bike and riding after her with a roar of the engine.

"Slowpoke!" Jason calls to her. "Should we make a bet? Kiss for the winner?" He teases her.