Cat got your tongue?

It had been a while since she’d seen Babs but then again their lives had turned quite busy since she’d had her second child the cute little Peter. The Sirens Club was something of a safe haven for women that was quite well known plus it’s where she was likely she could find her bestie. “White Russian, no ice, no vodka... hold the Kahlua” She smirked at the bartender “its not nice to sneak up on friends Barbara.”

“I’ve never tried it before,” Scott commented, interest piqued to compare the food with what he’d known in the past. “Any suggestions?” He wasn’t much of a foody, usually eating whatever was in front of him and being done with it. Scott didn’t give himself much time to think about food, let alone enjoying it or being picky. 

Selina was merely attempting to relax on the bus after a long day of chasing out a place that might hold something of interest to her when she felt the person next to her dip and lay his head on her shoulder. “Honey I’m honored but I’m afraid sleeping on strangers isn't a very healthy thing.”

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“It smells amazing.” Billy eyed what she’d ordered, still mulling over the menu in front of him. Billy Kaplan wasn’t the most indecisive person in the world, many people would probably say he made decisions too quickly. But when it came to food, he’d spend thousands of years trying to decide if he was left on his own. “What would you recommend?”

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Selina smiled at the boy, he was cute but she could tell he hadn’t a clue what to order when it came down to it. “It's very good, it's one of my go-to’s” She explained before thinking “well do you have any allergies? That would help narrow down what to recommend”