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WHO: Wanda Maximoff and YOU (seriously, come play with me right now, yes I mean you)
WHERE: an open-air market, somewhere in The City
WHEN: at any point this afternoon
WARNINGS: none!
SUMMARY: Wanda has wandered off on her own and stumbled upon something a little more familiar.
FORMAT: quicklog, or whatever, I’m flexible

[Wanda had been reluctant to venture out of the MAC alone, but Pietro had not answered the door when she knocked, and she really should at least attempt navigation on her own, for once. Of course, having a destination in mind wouldn’t have hurt, but she was not far past the streets she had walked previously when she stumbled upon a delightful little open-air market, all squished-up between two towering brick structures.]

[With a pleased little smile playing about her features, Wanda slips into the crowd -- it is not so frightening as those on the streets were, somehow -- and proceeds to lose herself in the simple task of bargain-hunting.]

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[She hums noncommittally.]

Sometimes, yes -- very. But I have met so many people... more quickly than I expected, really.

They're a fairly welcoming crowd in this city, I find. [He agrees lightly.] And you know me, that's something...

[Her smile warms significantly.] Yes, that is something.

[Absently, she unfolds the napkin in front of her, slipping it daintily into her lap.]

[Seeing her smile brings more than a little triumph to James' accomplishments.]

So what are you doing for jobs in this city? Thought about that yet?

[She blinks.]

Well.. no, to be honest.

A lady of leisure? Best way to be at times, especially if you've got the money for it.

[James doesn't seem to be judging, especially not considering he's very much the same.]

[Her grin is a little wry, but she doesn't argue.]

I suppose that's a word for it.

[But now James has picked up on the grin and he's curious.]

And what would another word be for it?

[She lifts her eyebrows, bemused.]

Unsettled, perhaps?

Good way to describe it. [He decides with a small nod.]

Well, should you need any help with that, I have plenty of contacts that can help settle you in...

[Her smile grows exponentially.]

That's very sweet of you, James. Thank you.

Not a problem. Anything to get you comfortable here. It's a shame there's not more out there to help newcomers like yourself.

I don't know -- everyone has been so nice, here.

That's good to hear, I suppose. I can't say I've encountered quite so much friendliness during my stay.

[lol the joys of being a pretty lady]

Really? That is most unfortunate. [she grins] I suppose that makes it my responsibility to make up for past unfriendliness.

[The joys of being an asshole to most people unless they're pretty ladies.]

Well, you're doing rather well so far, I must say.

[Oh hey, foods coming.]

[to each his own~]

Thank you. [a little playful] I do my best.

[She glances back when his eyes go past her, straightening slightly to offer the waitress a polite smile.]

[The waitress gets a small thank you from Bond and a light smile as their food and drinks are served up, but he's soon got his attention back on Wanda. She is most deserving of it, especially when they're on first date terms.]

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