Barbara Gordon (
twiceahero) wrote2007-03-04 03:03 pm
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It's going to be another long night
Barbara's up late tonight. This isn't really an unusual thing for her.
"United Airways flight 347 should be landing in an hour and a half. He's seated in first class. I recommend you pick him up before he gets through the baggage claim."
She nods to whatever the response is, "Good luck, and I'll be here if you need me again."
Barbara slides her glasses off and pinches the bridge or her nose as the connection closes. She needs more coffee. And maybe an aspirin.
"United Airways flight 347 should be landing in an hour and a half. He's seated in first class. I recommend you pick him up before he gets through the baggage claim."
She nods to whatever the response is, "Good luck, and I'll be here if you need me again."
Barbara slides her glasses off and pinches the bridge or her nose as the connection closes. She needs more coffee. And maybe an aspirin.
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She keys up her intercom, "I hear if the delivery takes more than twenty minutes I don't have to pay."
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"What, not even a tip? I suffered to get you this coffee."
Two whole dollars of suffering.
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"Hey there, pretty lady," he greets, holding out the cup.
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She sips and nods in approval. "Okay, here's a tip for you: get more sleep, former Boy Wonder. You look beat." She's grinning though.
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"I'm still a couple days away from falling over," he says, with a bit of a humourless smile. "I'll get my sleep then."
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"Fine." She leans back, "So, what do you need? You don't usually make the drive to Gotham just for the fun of it."
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He makes a face at her.
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"Seeing as you like this coffee," he starts, "How would you like to have more of it? Say, around noon tomorrow?"
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"It's my landlord. She keeps trying to get after me, and I keep giving her excuses about a sister. And now she want to meet the sister."
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He takes another sip of his coffee, possibly as a delaying mechanism. "It got complicated," he says. "Nightwing stuff kept coming up, and I couldn't just explain that to her."
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....he doesn't like hurting people. Or shutting doors where maybe he could open them later on.
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Barbara exhales a long breath, "So... You want me to pose as your sister so that Clancy won't suspect that you keep blowing her off?"