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Count me in. What are we doing? Drinks and dancing?

Great. Drinks is a definite. Whatever shenanigans that follow will be based on how many drinks we have.

Where's a good place to get drinks around here, then? Can't say I've had as much time to explore as I'd like, what with all the bloody horrible things going on, and all. If they could tone that down, that'd be nice.

I'm not sure. Most of my drinking here has been done at parties or socially at gatherings. I was reading about a new bar that opened called Twenty-One and Cup. They have ladies night on Tuesdays. Maybe there.

[ She's too snobby to pick a dive bar or someplace that like. However, she could be dragged to one. ]

Like the sound of that, all right! And surprised there isn't more drinking here, what with everything on. You're a saint putting this together.

Funny enough, I wasn't much of a drinker before coming here. I feel inspired to drink now. Especially now that it effects me.

[ Kate stop talking. You're a lightweight who is going to get in trouble. ]

Oh. I'm not saint. I just want to have a good evening. I think we all deserve one.

Yeah, but you want to have a good evening and you're reaching out. That's something, that is. You let me know when you've got a place and time picked out, and I'll be there. Might see if I can drag Katrina along. She needs more socializing with humans.

[ Aww. Donna is sweet. ]

I've got the place. I was thinking the next Tuesday.

[ Okay. That inspires a lot of questions but those questions might put a damper on things. For example, who had Katrina been socializing with before? ]

That sounds great, the more the merrier.

See you then! Looking forward to it.

[Aelwyn hums thoughtfully.]

Yeah, alright. I'm down. Though I think we should hurry if that's the time limit we're dealing with. And by hurry I mean sprint.

You mean like teleport to the nearest bar and start doing shots immediately? If we really wanted to hurry we could just tap a beer keg into our veins.

You know I'm in.

[Is Yelena messaging her roommate? No, of course not. She's just calling over from where she's curled up in the corner of the couch, going over some notes in her cramped shorthand.]

[ Kate looks up from her device. ]

Good. I was going to drag you kicking and screaming otherwise.

Now I almost think I should let you. It would be funny.

[She's grinning as she says it.]

Where are you thinking we'll start?

I am taller. Maybe I could toss you over my shoulder.

[ Ha ha. As funny as the thought is, Kate knows Yelena could drop her quicker than a heart attack should she try. ]

I don't know. There's a new bar that opened called twenty-one and cup. Maybe there. Unless you know of a place.

Maybe you'll have a chance to try after we've been drinking.

[She's probably not going to get so drunk she needs to be carried, and even if she does, the chance of anyone else being any more sober is...slim.

The mental image, however, remains delightful.]

I don't think the places I know are to your taste. [Because Yelena? Definitely a fan of dive bars.] But that sounds good. They should have fun drinks, with a name like that.

Maybe! Who knows what kind of hijinks will happen.

[ The mental image is funny. But in all seriousness, Kate knows that she will need to monitor her drink intake. She doesn't want a repeat of the bonfire. She doesn't want to be guided home. ]

Are you saying I'm a snob, Yelena? [ Because she is! ] Look. I just like it when I can tell the place has been cleaned once and a while.

[ The Narration assures that the drink names will be punny. ] I hope so but we'll see unless someone else has a better place to start.

I'm saying you're classy.

[So, a snob, but y'know, nicely.

She uncoils from the couch, and strolls over to start making coffee. It's always time for coffee.]

Somewhere new is a good place to start. We can scope it out while we still care if the drinks are good, not just strong.

[ That sounds a lot better! ]

Thank you, Yelena.

[ Coffee is always welcome! ]

Well, where would you start? I mean we'll have to take a bus regardless so having some other destinations in mind will help me plan.

[ Is she really going to plan drunken shenanigans? All signs point towards yes. ]

[Sadly, Yelena sees nothing wrong with planning drunken shenanigans. You can always use a good plan.]

I would probably start with the Crow's Nest.

Is that where you find out what to do with a drunken sailor early in the morning?

[ The name alone sounds dubious. ]

Slit his throat with a rusty razor. Everyone knows that.

[Yelena gives Kate a quick grin over her shoulder before turning back to the coffee machine.

Making coffee is an intensive process, okay?]

Besides, I know better than to stay until morning.

And here I thought it was shave his belly with a rusted razor.

[ Yelena's version is a much darker answer than Kate's. ]

I'll put it on the list.

[ At the bottom of said list. ]

Are you making a whole pot?

[ Coffee making is serious business. Especially if you want it to be good! ]

Of course. Making one cup when there are two people is blasphemy.

[The machine rumbles to life, and Yelena turns to rest her elbows on the counter while she waits for it to finish its soul-sustaining alchemy.]

You know we're going to have a chaperone, right?

I love the way you think. Thank you, Yelena.

[ For the coffee! ]

Who do you mean? Winter? I mean, we'll probably need at least one designated sober person.

[Yelena nods briskly.]

I don't think he will actually come inside any bars unless he is forced to, but I also don't think he would be happy letting us both go off and get into trouble on our own. Not with everything Gloucester has chosen to be the last few months.

When you think about it, it's kind of sweeet.

[ Would she ever call Winter sweet to his face. Maybe. Maybe not. It depends! She knows he'd feel awkward about it. The goal is to get Winter to be less awkward.

Kate gets up to join Yelena in the kitchen. She can smell the coffee already. ]

Should we pretend that we don't notice him or...

[Yelena laughs at that, quick and merry and perhaps a little startled.]

I don't think most of us will have to pretend.

[She would, if there were a reason not to acknowledge their mutual protector's presence, but for an evening on the town?

No reason to pretend. Anyone who might be deterred by the Winter Soldier is probably someone they want to be deterred.]

Okay. So maybe I won't see him but I know he'll be there.

[ Or maybe she'll see him. She is trying to be more observant. ]

I suppose it'll be nice to have at least one designated sober person.

Yes. It means we can let our guards down properly.

[As...much as she ever lets her guard down, anyways.

She considers for a moment, then grins.]

We could make a game of it. Seeing who spots him.

He won't let us get into too much trouble. Which will be nice. You know, we should do something nice for him in return.

[ But what? ]

Whoever spots him first, the others buy them a shot?

That sounds like a fun game.

[And a good way to get drunk, which makes it even better.]

And you're right, we should. Just nothing too startling.

We just won't tell others that Winter is around. Let's have it be a surprise.

[ She laughs a little because the idea is hysterical. It's like Where's Waldo but more fun because alcohol is involved. ]

I could make him brownies and let him lick the bowl after.

[ It's a shame she doesn't know how much Winter enjoys baths. She could get him bath bombs. ]</small.

Consider me interested. That is, if the invitation is open to AI?

(She can't drink, but she could be the designated driver ...or something! She's curious, come on.)

[ AI What? ]

Yes. All ladies are welcome.

[ Kate is going to need a designated something by the end of it. ]

Good to know this is an equal opportunity occasion.

(She'll be there.)

Good! The more the merrier!

So when you say ladies' night, you mean like... bar brawls and stuff, right? Last time I left the boys alone we went and got magic tattoos.

[So like, that's her caliber of what a 'girl's night' is.]

No. I don't mean bar brawls. What?

Oh.

[A pause.]

What do you do at a ladies night?

Get drunk. Tell stories. Act a bit silly. Get into non-violent shenanigans.

... Is it always not violent? Because a little violence can be fun.

[Beau, no.]

I'm not talking like, breaking someone's arm or anything.

[ Beau would get along fabulously with Yelena. ]

I don't want to get into a bar brawl our first night out.

Alright, alright, fine.

[Boooo. Not as fun as she wanted it to be. She absolutely needs to talk to Yelena.]

I'm capable of not being drunk and violent. Even at the same time.

I'm sorry to be such a spoil sport.

I'm glad to hear it. I'm sure you'll have fun all the same.

I'll figure it out. Not the first time I had to be in polite society or whatever. I'll just start lifting shit for fun eventually, people love that.

So you'll be our muscle for the evening?

Yeah, sure. Call me if anyone starts getting weird or a guy starts getting too close.

[Please. Please call her. As stated, she would love a barfight, but humiliating creepy guys is a close second.]

Oh, I definitely will.

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