989/Definitely Not A Dive Bar

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Definitely Not A Dive Bar
Date of Scene: 05 April 2020
Location: Luke's Bar
Synopsis: After a night doing vigilante duty, Kitty stops in a bar in Harlem, name of Luke's.
Cast of Characters: Kitty Pryde, Luke Cage




Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty's trips to New York of late had mostly ended up with her in Bushwick. Walking the streets of Mutant Town, listening and looking for signs of people giving the mutants a hard time there. Since the sudden destruction of Genosha at the hands of two gigantic Wild Sentinels a month and a half before, the amount of anti-mutant rhetoric and violence had increased, even as much of the world had reacted with sympathy.

Tonight though, Kitty found herself leaving Bushwick and just walking. Her hands stuffed in the pocket of her black hoody. Lockheed flew overhead, his image inducer making him look like a raven. He left her to her thoughts. Until Kitty glanced up and saw she was Harlem of all places. The flash of neon up ahead caught her eye. Luke's Bar. As good of a place as any to stop and get off her feet for awhile. Kitty goes and pushes the door open and walks in.

Luke Cage has posed:
When the door opens Luke glances up and looks the young woman up and down, there is a moment of pause but only a moment. "No way." he says with a shake of his head and a chuckle as he puts away a few beer glasses he has just washed as he lingers behind the bar. "No way you are 21." he expands with another look at the teen. "I dont serve alcohol to minors." he adds.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty avoids grumbling or letting anything show on her face, though she already accepts that the fake ID in her pocket won't help. It's a good one of course, but then not everyone is going to believe it. "What, a girl can't get a soda in Harlem?" she asks him as she takes a couple of steps inside the place, glancing around to see how many people are here.

If he isn't pointing at the door or something, she makes her way over to the bar, taking a seat over at an end without anyone else there. "How about a coke?" she asks. "And, do you guys serve food?" she adds as she glances about the place.

Luke Cage has posed:
"A coke." Luke decides perhaps a bit ammused. He grabs a glass and fills it with ice before he uses the soda gun to fill it with the cola. "Yeah...Mongolian BBQ." he adds as he takes a menu and slides it in her direction. "Not cooked in house but just next door." he explains, "Best Mongolian BBQ in town..." he claims, not much of a claim of course.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty takes the menu from him and looks it over. "Thanks," she adds when he passes her the coke. She eyes the menu for a bit, and then peeks up over it at the rather large bartender, then back down to the menu. "Hrm, sounds good," she says, picking out a beef dish and the various additions to be added into it and telling Luke the order.

Once that is done, she slides the menu back and then glances around the place. "Seems like a nice bar. Kind of a friendly neighborhood vibe going to it," she says, though the late hour seems to have all but the last few regulars having already departed.

Luke Cage has posed:
"Yeah. I like it." Luke remarks a bit as he walks down the bar to put the order in. He's only away a few moments before he starts back over to the teen. "Nice bar in a not as nice neighborhood, but...it gives us something. Gives me something." he mentions with a shrug. He continues cleaning up some, its late enough after all, but he is lingering close. "So...what has you out tonight?" he attempts to initiate small talk. "This isn't the club scene, and you're a little young..." he points out as he looks her over.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde glances outside at the neighborhood, then back over towards the large man behind the bar. "Well, I can't imagine too many people in this neighborhood want to mess with your place at least," she says, and nothing particular making it seem like she's recognized him as being who he is. Just a comment. Because he's rather big and muscular even by not-hero standards.

The young woman puts her hands on her hips. "A little young?" she repeats in a mildly critical tone, though her eyes have a lively light that wouldn't be there if she was offended. "I am a college graduate," she tells him. "Though... ah, also 18. So, you're not totally wrong," she says. "I was just checking in on friends, making sure they were ok<" she says. Better than admitting she was playing vigilante.

Luke Cage has posed:
"No judgement." Luke replies with a smile. "18 is 18. Old enough to serve, old enough to vote...I think you should be old enough to drink." he points out as he sets a glass down. "That doesn't mean I'll be serving you...the law is the law, and thats hill...isn't worth making a stand on. I'll save that for bigger things." he points out with a shrug, not like he doesn't have a bit of a checkered past with the law. "18 and a college grad...smarty pants then?" he muses a bit, again looking her over, lets be honest, she doesn't look like the booknerd.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
The teen gives a little wave of her hand at the smarty pants question. "Just kind of started early," she says in a humble enough way. "But you're right about drinking. I went to school in the UK. So I could go sit in the pub and drink with all the other students, even before eighteen. It's kind of a punch in the stomach to come back to your home and get treated like you're a little kid or something." Especially when you've literally helped save the planet on more than one occasion.

Kitty gives Luke a bit of a soft smile. "But, thank you for the vote of confidence. Just need to make you a senator now or something and you can get that passed into law, right?" She takes a sip of her Coke. "So what's your tale? And are you Luke? Or is he not working tonight?" she asks.

Luke Cage has posed:
"Fuck...Noone is going to vote me into any office." Luke Cage points out, the very idea of it actually makes him chuckle. He nods, "I'm Luke....and who might be asking?" he wonders as he leans on the bartop now, most of the extra cleaning duties are done. He pauses to wave to one of the regulars that is on the way out. A dismissive gesture when the older drunk man gives Kitty a look and then Luke the thumbs up. "I'll see you tomorrow." he grunts to the man before turning his attention back to Kitty.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde doesn't seem to notice the gesture from the departing man, having turned back towards Luke in time for him to be able to do it without getting caught. As Luke leans on the bartop and introduces himself, she offers her hand over. "Kitty," she tells him. "So your place then? Or, you fortuitously ended up working at a place named after yourself. Which could be fun, except for me it would probably be a pet food place or strip club," she says with a soft laugh.

Kitty glances Luke over and says, "I don't know, about the no one voting for you part. You have a good face. It's..." she says, pausing in thought to try to find a good adjective for him. "Trustworthy," she tells him. She rests her arms on the bartop as she sits there on the stool.

Luke Cage has posed:
A low exhale for a moment. He looks her over, this time purposefuly, he wants her to see. "Strip club?" he chuckles. "I could see that. Its a good thing I'm trust worthy or some guy could get the wrong idea Kitty." he smiles a bit. "I dont know about trust worthy...I just do what I can around the neighborhood mostly....more when called upon maybe." he mutters the last part to himself, oh he's done alot more. Still not quite reconciling the hero work with who he is. "Yeah its my place...you are welcome to hang out until I finish closing up, then I could walk you to your car or...wherever."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty gives a soft laugh, and a touch of color comes to her cheeks. "Well, the other option is like, Russian restaurant. My given name is Katherine," she tells him. "Though I've probably been called every nickname you can think of. Kathy, Kat, Katie, Kit, Kitty, Kitkat. Probably a few others that aren't fit to repeat in decent company," she says, though the young woman has a such a warm demeanor it might seem more likely she's joking about the latter part.

She takes a sip of her Coke and gives a soft sigh at the pleasant burn of the carbonation in her throat. "Thanks, appreciate that," she says. She glances down the bar, seeing the rest of the customers are gone. "Anything I can do to help you clean up? I push a mean broom," she offers.

Luke Cage has posed:
Once more she manages to get Luke to laugh, "Yeah? You want to work here now?" he considers, "I might want to see that. Broom is in the corner through the door to the back." he gestures lightly. "I just need to put away some of these dishes, do a quick bottle count and I can get you safely on your way." he assures her pausing for a moment to look to her again, "Appreciate the company."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty replies, "Long commute, but if I'm in the area," she tells him. "Won't serve me, just let me serve others? I see how it is," she says, slipping off the stool and adopting a woe-is-me voice for the statement, though she flashes Luke a warm grin as she does. She heads over to grab the broom from the corner and begins sweeping.

About the time he's done with the rest of the closing ritual, she's finished up and gathered up the dirt in a dustpan and seen it safely into a trash can. She dusts her hands off and replaces the broom in the corner. "Well, thanks for letting me stop in, Luke," she tells him.

Luke Cage has posed:
"Youre welcome any time Kitty." Luke says as he walks over towards the door with her. He follows her out of the bardoor, pausing to lock up, first the bolts then the gate. In this neighborhood, you need the gate. "Might even enjoy it if you stopped by again." he admits.