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Café Fina, Sunday

It lurked. In the shadows. In the corners. Behind the booths.

It lurked.

And when the dishes least expected it...

"INCOMING!!!"

They were assaulted by plastic balls that Zack had snuck out of the sixth floor ball pit.

Today's Specials:
Come in, sit down!
Get beaned in the head by a plastic ball, and eat for free!
(Please don't sue us, the puppy's crazy.)

Café Fina was open.

Beware.

[Ocd-freeee~]

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Jennifer had arrived back at Fandom that morning. And, well... she wanted to show off a little to Zack. So she'd changed into the She-Hulk, figured out an outfit that fit, and came down to Cafe Fina.

"Zack?" she said.

Zack was going to fling a plastic ball at whoever came through the door next! He totally was!

Except he was too busy jawdropping. And ball-dropping. And gawking just a little.

"Shulkie?"

Jen! Jennifer! Same difference!

"Hey," she said. "I got something pretty nice from my trip home."

She even flexed, just to show off.

"Wow, did you ever."

... Oh, that was tactful, Zack.

"I mean, uh! Very nice, yes!"

And you can pick your jaw up off of the floor anytime, puppy.

Jennifer arched an eyebrow.

"Do you have something for green girls, Zack?" she teased.

Zack's eyes went kind of wide, and he did his best to put on his 'innocent puppy' face, just then.

"There's nothing the matter if maybe I do, is there?"

There didn't happen to be a wealth of them running around, was the thing.

"Well, given I think that means I have no real competition... nope, not a problem," Jennifer said.

And then, because it amused her, she added: "Pervert."

"Who, me?"

Zack had to be at least the... third... fourth least perverted person on the island, here! At least!

Maybe!

"Name one perverted thing I've done since we met!"

"I'm just joking," Jennifer said. "So what does it take for a girl to get some service around here?"

"A smile," Zack decided, grinning. "And since I think we have that covered, I guess the next question is if you'd prefer a booth, or one of the open tables?"

"Booth," Jennifer said. "Somewhere I can stretch out."

Hey, she was a big girl when she was like this.

"Booth it is, then!" Zack made a big production out of pointing over at the nearest empty booth, complete with a bow and a flourish. If he was going to show her to a booth, he was going to do it right!

A few of the napkins whistled from nearby. Why didn't he do that all of the time?

"Why thank you," Jennifer said, heading to the booth. She sat down and thought.

"What would the waiter recommend?"

"That's a dangerous question to ask me," Zack laughed, following her over. "I usually skip straight to the dessert menu."

They had this awesome white chocolate raspberry cheesecake...

"Well, that sounds good to me," Jennifer said. "I ate on the flight, any way."

"The flight, huh?" Zack plunked himself down into the seat across from her, putting his elbows on the table and leaning in a little.

... Totally not for the improved view, shut up.

"Was it a good trip? I mean, you don't seem to be complaining, so..."

"...Well, it ended up okay," Jennifer said. "Parts of it were pretty awful, though."

"Oh no," Zack replied, and this was him furrowing his eyebrows a little in worry. "But you're okay? I mean, obviously you're okay, but, is everything okay? I can't help with anything, can I?"

Protective puppy syndrome was kicking in.

Fear.

"Well, I came down with a fatal disease and got cured all in the same weekend," Jennifer said. "That's all."

She shrugged. "It gave me a lot of perspective, though."

Wow. That was. Were there even...

What did you say to something like that?

Zack's expression was kind of speaking volumes to his complete and total lack of words at that. Would she pardon him for a moment, while instead of working on talking, he got up, made his way around the table, and then leaned in to hug her forever?

"I'm glad you're okay."

"Me too," Jennifer said, hugging him. "I've got a vampire to thank for it, even."

Zack did not freak out. Zack was going to be very proud of himself later, for not freaking out. He might have stiffened a little in the shoulders at the mention of the vampire, but he totally didn't freak out.

Instead, he took a deep breath and kind of just stared at her.

"A vampire?"

"Not, like, the magic kind," Jennifer said. "But yeah. He was able to fix my disease. And... now I can change to and from this without getting angry."

"Well... Then I'm glad you met him," Zack decided, still a little wide-eyed.

It was so, so weird, hearing that word from this Shulkie's lips.

"Me too," Jennifer said. "I owe him a lot. But it's funny... to save my life I actually had to... be me. Not the big green strong one."

"The you that you were before?" Zack tilted his head a little, curiously, now. "How is that so weird?"

"Well, when I'm like this, I'm practically invulnerable," Jennifer said. "But it's that invulnerability that... led to me being so vulnerable."

"... Okay, now I'm confused, too." Granted, it was not difficult to confuse Zack. "You mean, the cure wouldn't work because you were immune to hit this way, or something?"

"Yeah," Jennifer said. "My system was so powerful it was counteracting the cure."

"Oooooh."

And now it all made sense!

... Clearly, this meant that it was time for another hug.

"We have this really good cheesecake," Zack noted, because she'd said that dessert was fine, and then they'd totally gotten sidetracked.

"I'll take it," Jennifer said. "In fact, I'll take a big one, if the waiter can presume to share it with me."

She liked talking fancy, sometimes.

"Well, I think it's just about time for the waiter's break," Zack mused, giving her a playful little grin at that. "And he can definitely think of worse ways to spend it than sharing a dessert with a pretty lady."

As a matter of fact, he couldn't think of any way he'd rather spend it. Pretty ladies were pretty high on Zack's list of awesome people to hang around with, eating cheesecake.

"Well, then," Jennifer said. "I think we've come to a great arrangement for both of us."

She scooted over in her booth so that Zack would have room to sit next to her. "Ready when you are."

"Awesome!" Zack practically bounced into the spot beside her, and then waved to flag down a passing fork. "Bring on the cheesecake!"

Jennifer chuckled a little at the double-meaning, there. Not that she suspected Zack was aware.

"Bring it on," Jennifer said. "I'm sure we'll tackle it just fine together."

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