Owner Pose
Karla Sofen Karla Sofen is currently settled in over along one of the tables by the back. Looking over at the long bits of wax dribbling down from the ceiling as if amused. "This place has to be a fire hazard.." SHe would go to get up, moving to take a small wallet out as she would go over towards the jukebox. Going to take out a couple dollars to feed the machine. Then going to take her thumb over and hit 'random' on it.
    ~Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em~.
    Letting out a low groan Karla Sofen, aka the supervillain known sometimes as Moonstone, would let out a groan.
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm strode in, bound in a black wool coat that cut distracting lines in the entryway. "It is now." he offered generously.
Karla Sofen It takes her a moment to recognize him, but it's hard to miss Johnny Storm. And Karla Sofen would go to smile. Almost predatorily. What a lovely bundle of neuroses..
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm took his place on the slide under Karla's microscope. He took the space which conversationally opposed her after doffing his coat confidently by the entrance. "Drink with me?" he offered to Dr. Sofen. His tone was prospective in the way it lent his point of view; that it might be interesting to drink with him.
Karla Sofen Karla Sofen would just smile over at Johnny, "Sure." She would sway her hips over and move towards him. Not picking up any sort of real indication that he knew who she was. If he did.. Well, then it sucked to be him now, didn't it? "Buy a girl something nice?"
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm gave the symbol for 'two' to the bartender, looking to Karla for a moment with some new and obvious reservation, as if he could now feel the lids of the fly trap closing around him. "Johnny." he offered, and then glanced as the glasses where offered. He selected one and offered it to her.
Karla Sofen Karla Sofen would smiel over while making a move to lean against Johnny, "Why who has't heard of you, Mister Storm?" Karla going to start to sort over all those lovely things, a bit of manic glee starting to bubble up and over in her head as she would resist the urge to start to maniacally cackle.
Booster Gold Slowly, the sound of music is heard in the Wick. It is kind of thumping, with heavy synth. It starts to grow louder until it dominates any attempt at conversation. A voice is heard - "Oh my god that's Booster Gold's entrance music!" Although that voice itself sounds slightly digitized.

And sure enough, the door opens to admit the one and only idol of millions (hundreds?) BOOSTER GOLD.

There is applause. But it is definitely coming from the speaker of a small yellow robot doing its best to not be seen floating near the floor.
Johnny Storm The look of concern melted from Storm's features as Booster and Skeet's made their entrance. He nudged Karla gently with his shoulder and lifted his drink in the man's now completely unquestionable direction. "Hey. isn't that..." but deliberately left the rest unsaid, sipping his drink with a grin.
Karla Sofen There's a sudden twitch over as Karla feels the onset of a Rita Repulsa level headache that's gonig to plague her for the rest of the evening now, isn't it. She would mutter 'He narrates more than Zemo'. That's probably something that Johnny can pick up even if Karla's saying it as quietly as she intends to; he's right next to her after all.
    Hand taking the glass with her drink and crushing it.
Booster Gold "No no, please, no autographs," says Booster Gold, warding off the zero people approaching him. He makes his way over towards the bar and nods to the bartender to get his attention.

The small golden robot floats over towards him. "I think it worked sir!"
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm offered Karla his glass, patting Karla's back gently as if to say 'There there'. Storm smiled brightly and tossed a log into the ego bonfire "The Booster Gold? Here in the Wick?"
Karla Sofen The crushed glass looks like it was flattened. Karla would go to immediately drag the glass over and chug it down hard. "Another." She would gesture wildly, face twitching as Booster would go on past. Hand hitting the table and leaving a dent.
Booster Gold A glance as his name is called, and Booster Gold has a smile for his fan. "Well, yes, I do like to patronize small businesses. It helps then sometimes to see that famous heroes patronize them."

    Skeets floats up behind Booster. "That's the Human Torch, sir!"

But Booster's attention is already captured by the woman who is crushing glasses, bars, and hearts. "Hey. Are you okay?"
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm glanced from Booster to Karla, from Karla to Booster. He made a little room so that Booster could insert himself into the conversation. The power dynamic had shifted, palpably. "I think she's just a little nervous. You know." he said, lifting his eyebrows to indicate Booster might be the source of the discomfort.
Karla Sofen There's probably another meaning of the word that's coming to Karal's mind, and evne as she would glare at Johnny with a 'your funeral' expression on her face that didn't quite live up to expectations as Booster would come over.
Booster Gold Turning his attention towards Karla, Booster offers his award winning million dollar smile. "please, no need to be nervous. I am just a normal man - admittedly a superb attractive one, but a man nonetheless. No need to do all that." He waves a hand vaguely at Karla's low level destruction.

He seems to have not caught Skeets ID of Johnny.
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm parroted "Just a normal man." the tone of his voice falling as if each enunciation where walking down a set of stairs. He was one clock necklace away from Booster's hype-man at this point. "I'm Johnny and this is...you know, I never did get your name." to Karla, but his smile was planted and his eyes ablaze with mirth as if he might now have some inkling.
Karla Sofen Karla Sofen would slowly go to glower over at Booster Gold, "Karla. And you should be.." There's another drink here which she goes to rapidly drain it down. Thoughts for having done things to Johnny purely for her own amusement now far, far thrust away.
Booster Gold Glancing between the two of them, Booster Gold has a bit of a frown on his face. "I am sorry," he offers to Johnny. "I have that effect sometimes. I didn't mean to throw off your game. If it would help any, I'll go to the other side of the bar so I don't distract your woman any further." He looks over at Karla and gives her that smile. "I apologize, Karla, but I am already taken." He makes an overly dramatic wink towards Johnny, and then slips away to move to the other side of the bar.

Not that that is very far away, mind you. He still is easily within earshot of their conversation.
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm reached out to capture the much larger heroe's wrist, and then gently attempts to tug him back into the the state of play. "Karla. What a lovely name. I thought for sure you were going to say Carol." he lifted his brow slightly, as if to punctuate the subtle Captain Marvel joke.
Karla Sofen Oooh. How she hates him. HATSES HIM. There's a low growl from Karla Sofen, aka Moonstone that's simmering given over to Booster. "So what brings a man like you to a place like this?" Said glare is now turned over at Johnny. "Drinks. Keep them coming."
Booster Gold Blinking a bit as his movement is forestalled, Booster glances first at Johnny and then back at Karla. "Uh. I was just coming to get a drink. Like everyone else. And hopefully blend into the crowd and just have a night to be me, without everyone fawning over Booster Gold." He sighs, as if oppressed under the weight of being Booster.
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm looked at Booster, suppressing a laugh and nodding with lips pressed into sagacious agreement. "Heavy lies the crown." he replied in a fountain of empathy of Booster's Burden.
Karla Sofen Karla Sofen would keep on twitching over at Booster, "How about you do something like -not- have a mullet that's bright enough that it could be seen froms pace? Or not parade around like some sort of saturday morning power ranger!"
Booster Gold Putting up his hands, Booster shakes his head. "Whoa, what's with all the hostility?" He shakes his head at Karla. "It's not that it's a mullet, its that it is tough to fit under my headgear." The other piece he lets go - only the hair needs to be defended. "But, like I said - I am just here to get a drink. Quietly." He winks again to Johnny and shuffles off again, or tries to, to get to the other end of the bar.
Karla Sofen There's a mad twitch over from the face of Karla, "Well, then it should need to be shinier and.." Then she would go to grab another shot that was up from somewhere, go to throw it back in a gulp.. Then dive through the floor as she would phase away and vanish.
    FREEDOM!
Booster Gold "Huh." remarks Booster Gold, as he watches Karla sink in to the ground. "I've let girls down the hard way before, but that one takes the cake."
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm finally lets his laugh out. "Booster, do you have any idea who that was?" there was obvious affection in his voice.
Booster Gold Booster Gold shakes his head slowly. "No, but clearly she takes the phrase bottoms up rather literally." He glances down, and then back up at Johnny. "Do you know who she is?":
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm explained, carefully punctuating each word "Doctor. Karla. Sofen aka..." his voice rising in tone as he pointed a finger at Skeets, queuing him.
Booster Gold If Johnny was expecting there to be recognition on Booster Gold's face, he is sorely disappointed. "Doctor Doom?" He seems a bit confused.
Johnny Storm Johnny Storm shook his head somewhat ruefully. "Skeets was supposed to say Moonstone, and then I was going to walk out slowly to the music while it dawned on you what just happened." he dropped cash on the bar for his tab and gave Booster a half hearted salute. "Instead I'll settle for quick trip to the urinals and sneaking out the back." and he made his way out.
Booster Gold "Ah, yes, of course." Booster Gold offers a smile to Johnny, and nods his head. "Well, I suppose that works, too." He waits for Johnny to head off before turning to Skeets. "Who the heck is Moonstone?"

Skeets exasperatedly does a flip in the air. "Some day, sir, you will learn to listen to me."

And the two golden figures head out into the night...