Owner Pose
Mary Jane Watson Why was she here? Oh, y es, she still needed the occasional modeling thing for her resume. Why did she still do the occasional modeling thingwhen she had a full time job already of an important nature?
    Because she was stubborn and not always on the best things. So, dressed over in something resminiscent of purple, hair up in a bun, and with a stylized '3' on her outfit she would point over at some of the gaudily decorated Burger pictures on display. "Enjoy the Triple Delight, named for teh siren of Saturn. Three times the delight in every bite. And a rule of three. Three burgers, one price!"
Booster Gold     It's a Wednesday. Hump Day. And what does that mean for Planet Herowood? Well, nothing much really. But what does that mean for Booster Gold? Even less. So when nothing else is going on, may as well find a way to stroke the old ego.

From somewhere down near the floor, under an attended table, the sound starts. It's kind of like a rhythmic thumping. It starts growing louder. A voice calls out, "Oh my god, that's Booster Gold's intro music!" Oddly, the voice comes from very near where the music itself is coming from.

The volume and the rhythm starts picking up. Then it is joined by the clapping of hands, in time to the beat. Still, from one spot, and sounding a little digitized. And then, as if on cue, the door opens and in floats

            "BOOSTER GOLD!" announces a sound from beneath the table. The clapping turns into raucous applause, the volume on whatever it is producing it turned up.

The man in question waves a hand up, as if in protest. "Please, thank you, you're so kind. No, no autographs tonight, thank you."

And almost as suddenly as it started, the music stops. Booster floats over towards the bar, slowly, as if waiting to see if anyone does in fact approach him for an autograph.

No one does.
Mary Jane Watson The music? She's heard worse. Mary Jane isn't particularly phased over by it. She only faintly recollects who Booster Gold is, mostly from the thing in Times Square a few months ago that was on all the news. She would give a wave over at hi mand join in the clapping, even if not quite as enthusiasitcally over with it! She still was on duty after all and was expected to maintain her 'character'.

"Sir, might you care to try one of the Triple Delights?" No, that wasn't what it was properly called, but for the moment Mary Jane didn't really think that anyone would notice or mind. One of the small little ways she escaped the oppression of the proletariat within the boundaries of the capitalist system.
    And no, she had not tried the food befor ecoming here either.
Booster Gold The suggestion from MJ earns an arched eyebrow from the Golden half of the Blue and Gold. Although he had both Blue AND Gold. But he didn't have Blue in his name. Where WAS Blue Beetle, anyway?

"I'll try anything you suggest," he offers, in his best imitation of a cheesey 1980's pickup line accent. (Yes, that's a thing.) "And _definitely_ three times, if it lives up to it..." He looks around for a moment, as if trying to figure out what exactly the Triple Delight is that he signed up for.
Mary Jane Watson Mary Jane Watson would smile over, "Well, if you're going for three things then you'd get nine." As if going over for a setup, her switching from one bad line to another, "Since you get three for one, you get three for eac hone, and you're getting three so that's nine! And they all come with super sized sides of fries and shakes that are so chilled they'll snow over the cone." Okay, some of the lines she could actually appreciate and enjoy.
Booster Gold "That's a lot of math," replies Booster, flashing that trademark Booster Gold Grin(tm). "So I just ask for one, and I get three, right? I'm sure I could handle more than that." He pats his belly. "I have to keep up my superhero physique. I mean, sometimes I hang out with Green Arrow and watch him do that Salmon ladder. And man, it is tiring just to watch him do that."
Mary Jane Watson It's nine burgers and enough things to go around that he'll be bloated and thus out of her way or the restaurant will have a new eating prize. Either way, it makes things active for her shift on duty. "Sure! I suppose we're good to go!" She was just being hired here to help advertise something and paid slightly above minimum wage. Didn't mean she couldn't get in. "Everyone, give a clap to our hamburger hero!"
Booster Gold "It is hard to resist the call to be a hero," admits Booster. He glances around to find a table to sit at. "Skeets, get the camera!"

A small metallic gold robot floats up, perhaps unsurprisingly from beneath the table that was the source of the music earlier. "Yes, sir!" it responds, floating over to hover near the table that Booster chooses. Primed for a great photo or video of Booster, the table, and perhaps a bit of MJ if it tried.
Mary Jane Watson Mary Jane Watson is used to photos being taken. So she puts up a very good smile and goes to pose over in a manner of offering up the meal to come over towards Booster. "I'm sure that tales will be told of you from here to Ragnarock!" Her not being sure exactly what that -was- beyond 'end of the world'!
Booster Gold Sitting back at the table, Booster Gold eyes the nine burgers. "I feel as if I have made a grievous, mistake, Skeets."

The golden robots bobs up and down in the air. "You can do it, sir!"

Booster looks around, and then points over to the corner. "I see you, little man. You want to see your idol do it. I'll do it for you!"

There of course was absolutely nobody at the table he was pointing at. But it looked good for the camera!

Booster digs into the first burger. "Ohhh...that is a tasty burger."
Mary Jane Watson Mary Jane Watson would go to smile cheerfully. This job wasn't so bad! It let her meet new people, provided entertainment.. And.. Well.. Seeing some kids go on and cheering at pictures of their heroes wasn't the worst thing to do.

The pay, of course.. Probably wouldn't let her afford one of those burgers she was currently advertising.

"I'm sure you can do it! You can Boost yourself.. OVer the top!" S he would offer cheerfully in reinforcement.
Booster Gold Pausing after the first burger to look over at MJ, Booster Gold nods, smiling at her. "Now that's a good one. I never thought of that one before!" He nods to Skeets. "Record that one - we might want to use it later." Then he goes back to eating, as Skeets occasionally snaps another photo. He makes it through another two burgers, and then stops to take some drinks.

"So, tell me, Miss..." He trails off, looking at MJ, waiting for her to fill in her name. He plows on shortly thereafter. "Why is a classy girl like you hocking burgers in a place like this?"
Mary Jane Watson Mary Jane Watson would go to lean over then and move to stage whisper over to Booster Gold, "Well, if you really want to know, a dame like me is in a place like this because I'm getting paid for the work and I need it to help cover my apartment's rent. A job's a job." She would say that rather cheerfully while watching him devour it.

"It's just what you need to do to get over with things. IT's a job. I do the routine, I get paid. Later on I have another one in Midtown."
Booster Gold "You shouldn't need to debase yourself for their amusement." is what Booster Gold might be saying. Although 'debase yourself' is awfully advanced for him. What it _really_ sounds like is "you sho hab dbbl slf for th musc" as he says whatever it is with a mouth full of the fourth burger. He eventually gets it down, and then reaches for the fifth.

"Seriously, you have way too much talent for something like this. We can find you better jobs." Not that he really saw much of what MJ could actually do. The fact that he was staring at her chest as he said she had too much talent might suggest he wasn't necessarily using the term "talent" for what it means. But, nonetheless, he is on to burger number six!
Mary Jane Watson Mary Jane Watson would just watch over and seem fascinated that he could still -breathe- over wiht the way he was taking those things down. "Only five more to go!" She would offer a cheer over to him as he would start on it. "And I've got to start somewhere. You need tos tart at the bottom of things. You don't succeed overnight. It takes years an dyears. I build up a reputation with the agency and network. I audition for theatre and whatever things are advertising for extras. Show up, read a few lines. See if you get the part. You have tos tart and work your way up. Tale as old as time."

Watching as Booster would somehow go to work on that.
Booster Gold Booster listens to Mary Jane talk about the role of hard work, starting at the bottom, and patience. He nods emphatically, clearly he agrees. "That's kind of like how I got my start as a super hero!" he says, as he finishes up burger six and pulls up burger seven.

Skeets floats up, and nearly into Booster's face. "Really, sir? Really???"

Booster flushes a bit. "ok, maybe I skipped a few steps..." He shakes his head, and shoves the burger into his mouth.

His pace is definitely slowly, and he rubs his belly after finishing off that number seven. He takes a slow sip from his drink.

"I don't think I can do it. I really don't." He stares at the two burgers left on his table.
Mary Jane Watson Mary Jane Watson would look over at Booster, look at the crowd, and then go to affirm, "You probably hsouldn't. I'm sure that you probablywant to go ahead and get something to drink and.. Then maybe go to clear your head. If you're kind of not handling those things well, then just go with how your body is feeling an dif it's making you sick then don't continuew ith it." That's the standard go to thing. "Is he okay?" That's to Skeets, who is clearly the adult of the trio.
Booster Gold Skeets was definitely the adult of the trio. "Don't let down the little boy, sir." Maaaaaybe that was a stretch.

Booster Gold nods at Skeets, and looks down at the two remaining burgers. "Fine." He grabs it and breaks it into half, and then goes first one, and then the other, two fisting it until it is gone. He raises his hands in triumph, and then looks sadly disappointed when there is no applause. Or anything. He looks to MJ plaintively. "What do I get if I finish?"
Mary Jane Watson Mary Jane Watson would shrug over, "I don't know! I don't think much of anything. I'm just the hired help. You could maybe ask if you could get a discount or something on it for the free advertisign! Or they could just put it on your tab. Maybe give you a certificat and put your picture up on the wall?"
Booster Gold For a long moment, Booster Gold stares at that last burger. He thinks. He feels his belly. "Picture on the wall?" That seems to have done it. He reaches down and grabs that last burger. He lifts it up. Triumphant music plays. (out of Skeets, naturally.) And then Booster crams it into his mouth.

He jumps up from the table, pumping his fist in the air, and spinning around. Skeets flashes a few times, clearly taking photos. Then Booster looks around for the restaurant staff, as if waiting for them to take an official picture. For the wall, of course.
Mary Jane Watson There's a few restaurant staff coming out. One of them goes over to take up a big, old timey camera over and goes to call out, "Smile!" He moves to take it over and there's a bright FLASH as Mary Jane quickly makes sure she's out of the image of the flash..

And there si a picture of Booster Gold, to be framed for posterity.
Booster Gold The photo is taken. Booster Gold even smiled for the camera. He turns and looks over at MJ, and gives her two big thumbs up.

It might seem odd that the usually talkative Booster Gold is not saying anything. But that would require people paying enough attention to Booster Gold to know what he is like. He turns and waves to MJ, dipping his head in a nod, and then he strides out of the restaurant.

Stride might be a bit conservative. By the time he gets to the door, it is almost a run.

What the folks in the restaurant do not get a chance to see is Booster ducking around the corner, and violently relieving himself off the entirety of the burgers. And some of his lunch from earlier. As he wipes his mouth, he looks to Skeets. "At least the kid didn't see me do it." Skeets bobs in agreement.

At some point, someone on the staff will probably look into why the bill never got paid.