A Loyal Beauty

“Let’s just hope I don’t screw it up…” She smiled at Felicity, forcing away her bad thoughts. “But you really do have to come see me opening night.”

“You’re going to be fabulous,” Felicity reassured her.  “You’re too excited not to be.  And absolutely - I will definitely be there.”

‘You’re welcome. I usually don’t talk to strangers but I had to tell you. It’s probably those high heels-very cute.’

“Um, I already have a bunch of people math-ing at me.”

“Doubtful, very doubtful. Computer languages? No, I do not think so.” Pietro shrugs, “I have never been one for technology though.”

“Um, not really no, I have a meeting with Oliver Queen for some charity thing, at least, I think it is.”

“Um, it wasn’t, though.”

‘Umm…sorry to bother you but has anyone ever told you that you sort of walk like a model?’

“Um, sorry, it’s just uh, I have a meeting scheduled with someone, and I’ve sort of been waiting for awhile. More than a usual sort of while.”

“This is true, Sokovian is not eh, a popular language. Do you speak any besides american english?”

"Maybe it’s just not well known.  It could get popular - you never know.  ...um...do computer languages count?”

“I have no one relying on me for anything, so. Me and schedules are enemies. I mean I can get somewhere on time if I need to and it’s a thing, but. Planning ahead just isn’t my jam.”

“I used to be that way...in college.  Then things changed - and in a good way.  A very good way. “

“I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am. This is my first real role on broadway and it’s a lead. I cannot believe this happened.”

“Talk about dreams coming true.  I’m thrilled for you.”