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Excuse me, miss?

Uh, yeah?

I mean Hi.

..Hey.

Did you need a quarter?

OMG YES! Do you have one? Actually I need nineteen cents. Two Dimes! Not even a Quarter!

[Okay, that much cheerfulness kind of startles him.]

Uhm. I have a quarter? You can have it. You just looked really, you know... yeah.

...you're really pink.

Hahaha. [and she's feeling a bit uneasy. Because yes. Yes she is Pink. Is this someone who is going to mistake her for a cosplayer and not a mutant, or is she going to get beat up and broken wings again?...]

And Hungry! You know how you sometimes just really need a cheeseburger? I'll share my fries, if you want. I mean, if you're hungry.

I think I know who you are.

Fries are good, sure.

Have... we met? Somewhere? Not Limbo. Plleasseee tell me you aren't a demon. I don't share fries with Demons.

Do I look like a demon?

Well... No. Not really.

But that doesn't mean you aren't.

Fair enough.

Do you know a green kid?

...Victor?

That's him! And Billy, and Laura, and Julian.

How do you know my friends?! You don't... live on Utopia, do you? I.. [Oh god, she doesn't know his name and this guy knows Laura and Victor and oh god... AWKWARD.... she laughs a bit nervously]

No, no. Sorry. My name's Matthew, Miss... Pixie, was it?

I'm friends with some of your friends is all.

[There is tremendous relief there, plain to see]

Oh good. I mean, that you aren't from Utopia, because I was like, 'who is this guy and why is he buying me fries'?

So... How do you know them, then? Are you a Mutant too?

No, not from Utopia.

Oh, no, no. I'm not a mutant, I'm... manmade, really. We just have some mutual friends is all. It's funny, I never realised how tight-knit the whole hero group is.

Well, I dunno about 'hero group', but The X-men are, yeah.. Mostly I think because the world hates us, so we have to stick together.

Oh no, they're all pretty bad. I know so many Avengers now, and yeah, they all know one another and stuff. It's weird to come into it all from the outside.

Do you have a favourite cheeseburger place?

[She points over to a building down the street] They make great cheeseburgers. It's where I come when I need the calories, which I totally don't, but it tastes so good.

[She'll start off towards the building, waiting long enough for him to follow along]

So.. you're a hero type too, do you have a team or are you all badass and do stuff on your own?

You're very tiny - I don't think you need to worry about calories.

[He catches up easily, considering how long his legs are.]

Oh, no, I'm no hero. I was... well. Government.

No way, it's the wings! Flying uses up soooo many calories! It's crazy! I'm hungry all the time! [But girl being indirectly called thin--that's nice, so she'll look pleased] What do you mean 'Was?' Not anymore? You retired?

Oh, right! That makes sense.

Retired is a good way to put it, yes. But I did have a team, before. I was the field leader.

Really? That's cool!

[They get inside and she's ordering the cheeseburger and fries and is fairly relaxed now that they're chatting while waiting for the order]

What do you do now? Do you still keep in touch with your old team? Are they still doing their thing without you?

[So full of questions...]

[He's actually charmed by her enthusiasm - he's used to a much mroe negative reaction.]

Actually, yeah, some of them live with me now. The team fell apart a few years ago, but I guess we're... sort of back together, sometimes, when we need to be.