Owner	Pose
Bunny Macleod	MOOTANT TOWN MILKSHAKES. Talk about taking a negative and making it a positive. Mootant Town Milkshakes are the real deal, like they made in the good old days, which means they have malt to add to their milkshakes. And a chocolate malt is just what the doctor ordered, considering that Bunny SOMEHOW managed to squeak out of losing her hidden identity yesterday following stopping a car chase and saving an overturned wheelchair. So she's got some bumps, bruises, and a very nearly broken nose (which she currently has a unicorn bandaid over to hide some of the bruising about her nose and cheeks), her hair braided and then put up in a pair of space buns as she's nursing a concussion and shouldn't be on skates.     "And then I said to her --" she breaks in, opening the door to the milkshake shop, wearing a sky blue skater dress, leggings with electric rainbow unicorns on it (to coordinate with her band-aids) and golden sneakers that even Elton John might have said 'whoa' to, her arms spreading out -- "'Lady I dunno about delivery, but it's DEFINITELY du jour no!'" she exclaims, looking uo to her date for the evening.
Gabby Kinney	Gabby Kinney was dolled up in some attire that had clearly been purchased for her by someone who thought they were doing her a fashion favor. Unfortunately that person had been Deadpool's wife, who had a penchant for cowgirl attire. Rocking some ankle cowboy-style boots, dark blue leggings, and a tan sweater dress with a belt that resembled a bolero around her waist, she follows along grinning at the story. Smiles aside she is keeping close to Bunny in case the other girl gets dizzy, or shows any other signs of a concussion getting worse. She was hardly one to lecture about injuries though even if she DID worry for those who couldn't heal. Especially those she was close with. Reaching out an arm she catches the door before it might swing shut and bump Bunny while she's busy gesturing with the climax of her story. It was one of the few times she was taller than someone, darnit, she was gonna look out for her. "Oh man, I don't think I would have been able to say that with a straight face! Or without giggling," she points out with another wide grin. A more concerned look is cast to Bunny. "Sure you feel up for something as rich as icecream? I dunno how stomachs work with a concussion."
Bunny Macleod	"I had to try REALLY hard to deliver that with a straight face." Bunny gives a big grin, and she looks up to the counter, taking a deep breath.     "Oh I'll be fine. Not the first one I've hd. This only made me a little bit dizzy and tilty so I can't go too fast, which is why I slipped on flats." she states, holding up one foot. "... it feels weird being this short. I wanna wear skates agaiiin." she whines, and then gives ahuff out, and blows a couple stray pink hairs out of her face.     "I mean it's thinned out with milk, isn't it? That makes it not as rich, but more middle class?"
Gabby Kinney	"That.... almost makes sense but it sounds like the type of sense I try to make when I'm trying to make excuses," Gabby admits with a slow nod. She does lightly pat Bunny between the blades of her shoulder on her back trying to be a bit reassuring. "We could get you some curb stompers. Thick soles. Usually boots though I think they make some cuter ones now." a little sigh is exhaled as she looks to the very familiar sign with familiar icecream treats. This wasn't her first time here by far. "If you get sick I'm taking you back home though. And making sure you get some rest or ... or what ever you're supposed to do with a concussion."