phone post.

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whatever line you use, it all goes to the same guy.

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[Sonic, seriously? Selina knows most of what he puts out there is bullshit but still.]

Do you actually like anything people say you do?

[overkill]

[ It's not like he said McDonald's. ]

Which people?

[ Stop being an asshole, Bruce. ]

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[Fast food just isn't what she was expecting, let alone milkshakes. She did suggest chocolate, though, so maybe she should have. To think, all she wanted was her phone. Not that there's much sense in it now.]

Why does it matter?

[Not combative, just curious.]

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It would change the answer.

[ That should sound like a smartass retort, but he manages to make it seem honest.

Is he being honest with her? Bruce himself isn't even sure. ]

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[It's that honest quality in his voice that makes her unsure of how to proceed. In the end, she falls back on her default, bored but still sarcastic.]

Well I haven't been speaking to your butler, if that answers your question.

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He'd have mentioned.

[ So he's just not gonna answer that, is what's happening here. ]

Where would you like me to bring your phone?

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Remind me never to gossip with him.

[ Admittedly, she's thankful for that particular brand of avoidance, but she files it away all the same. ]

What, you haven't figured out my address at this point? [She tsks.] There's a cafe on Hudson Street. You don't have to drink anything, for the record.

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What's wrong with drinking anything at the cafe on Hudson Street?

[ Of course he has. ]

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I wasn't sure if your position on restaurants extended to cafes.

[ She'll have to start being twice as careful as she normally is, coming back to the apartment in the wee hours of the morning. ]

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My position isn't about the food.

[ Surely you're clever enough to put 1+1 = paparazzi together, Ms Kyle. ]

What time?

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I wasn't under the impression that it was.

[ It's not a difficult concept to grasp, but getting used to the idea that he's more than what he pretends to be when she's been exposed to that perspective since he came back from the dead is a hard habit to cultivate. Sonic is one thing; a cafe is another. Maybe she'll send Jen in ahead of her. ]

Six o'clock.

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[ They both know that would just be a waste of Jen's time. ]

I'll be by.

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[ And she'll be late, if only to observe him from a short distance rather than strolling blindly in. ]

Then I'll see you at six. Oh - you never did say what you thought of the shoes.

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They look better on you than they would me.

[ :) ]

[adapted]

[ She's heard a similar version of that line before, you charmer, you. ]

You're right. Stick with the old boots. They make the sweater look better.

[overkill]

Are you giving me fashion advice?

[ And not hanging up on him in a grand flourish of sass? Drawing the conversation out? Ms Kyle. ]

[adapted]

[ Who's to say she's not waiting for the perfect window of opportunity? ]

I doubt that you'd take it even if I offered it along with a Sonic milkshake.

[overkill]

That's because you're judging my sweater.

[ Windows are stationary structures, this is sheer lollygagging. ]

[adapted]

There are plenty of other things that I could judge you for, Mister Wanye, be happy I've chosen something arbitrary.

[ Looking for sass, were you? All she needs to do now is hang up. ]

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I don't believe one arbitrary thing means you've forgiven the rest.

[ Uh-huh. ]

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[ Now for the obvious - ]

You're smarter than you look.

[ Despite her guilt, despite what she knows, some things will never change. ]

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I get that a lot.

[ No he doesn't. He should - but. ]

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[ She doubts it, considering how absent of substance he acts the majority of the time. ]

Then don't be stupid.

[ Sassy enough? Selina cuts the call off before he has the chance to respond. ]

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[ He should take that advice. But he'll be going to meet her, instead. ]