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The Perk; Wednesday Afternoon [09/25].

If you weren't five minutes early, you were five minutes late, so Wayne figured if he wanted to be actually early, which he did, he should get to the Perk about fifteen minutes before the time set for his coffee and pastries date with Shuri. Fifteen minutes might have been a bit too early, though, he realized, after a few minutes of sitting there, but, on the bright side, it was still early enough that he could go outside and have a dart real quick and get back with plenty of time to spare to be five minutes early, which was, then, exactly right on time.

Hey, it made perfect sense in his head, anywhey, and that's what really mattered.

And as he waited (for an undetermined amount of time, as he didn't quite know where Shuri might fall on the whole 'five minutes' thing, but he s'posed he was likeleh to find out), he got to thinking about what kind of pastry he might like, which on the surface seemed a relatively simple and arbitrary choice, but, as it turned out, it was a surprisingly complex process, especially considering that, no matter which way you worked it, Canadian maple was always going to come out on top.

[[ Wayne's here to meet his daaa~ate, but the perk is open for all your perkly needs! ]]

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Shuri had certainly not been hiding behind a corner of a building while Wayne smoked his dart because she'd also been eagerly early. That would be silly!

And anyone who noticed that she walked into the Perk exactly three minutes after Wayne did was just paying entirely too much attention to things.

"Hi!" she said, beaming. "Imagine finding you here."

Even though he may have been unaware any particular timing tango that might have been going on, Wayne had been sitting facing the door so that he was ready when Shuri did come in that time to stand up and greet her.

"What're the odds!" he remarked. "Shuri." He nodded, met her beam with a marginal but definitely present upturn in the corners of his mouth (some people might even go so far as to call it a smile, but ain't no reason to get excited). "How are ya now?"

"Very well, thank you," Shuri replied. "Sorting out logistics for Parents Weekend--my mother isn't coming, but my brother is."

"Then I look forward to meeting him," said Wayne who, all things considered, had not given much thought to something called Parents Weekend, and was therefor unware of the fact that someone else in his family had. "But first?"

He moved to go pull out a chair for her at the table he'd been sitting at, because of course he would.

"Have a seat. And what can I get fer ya?"

Because of course he'd do that, too.

"Can I have a pumpkin spice latte, please?" Shuri asked, smiling. "I've been dying to try one for years. There are no Starbucks in Wakanda."

Wayne held back the slightly knee-jerk reaction to comment that Tim Hortons was better, partly because that point was actually debateable in recent years, but mostly because he actually did remember, back when they first met, while waiting for the shuttle bus that would take them here, the first thing she'd done was ask him about his Starbucks.

"Pumpkin spice it is," he confirmed, and not even judging her for it. One could argue it was practically traditional, by now. "Anything else?"

It was s'posed to be coffee and pastries, after all, so he just wanted to make sure.

"Some kind of non bran muffin?" she asked. "Those are horrible."

And no one had warned her.

"S'good fer fiber, though," said Wayne, but he nodded. "But no bran. Got it."

With that, he went to the counter to place the order, although there was vlearly a little bit of indecision and debate going on about exactly which muffin he should go with.

But, when all was said and done, he wound up returning with a small black coffee and a Canadian maple donut for himself, and a large pumpkin spice latte and a cinnamon strusel muffin (he figured they'd go pretty nice together without bein' too much, as he suspected a pumpkin spice one would be) for her.

"Way ya go," he said, setting them down and then setting himself down in the seat across from her, arms folded over his chest. "Now, then. Your brother?"

"T'Challa," Shuri said, smiling. "Huuuugge dork. You should see his taste in shoes. He's my big brother and he's swinging down because he was already in America for the General Assembly in New York with all of the world leaders."

"Well, that sounds important!" stated Wayne, who was quite the master of the understatement at times. "Nice that he'll have the chance to come down to visit! It'll be nice for you to see him, I bet."

"Very nice," Shuri said. "I haven't seen him since the start of summer, and normally we see each other daily."

For given value of that, since they lived in a palace and had responsibilities to attend to.

"Oh, sure," said Wayne, "it's kind of like that with me and my sister, but at least I got to see her when I went home at the end of the summer..."

Under the complete impression that he would not be coming back, but he s'posed coming back hadn't been all too bad so farrrrr....

"You have a sister?" Shuri grinned. "What's her name? Is she older or younger?"

She took a sip of her latte and her smile got even wider. "This is delicious."

And now that Shuri had taken a sip of her latte, Wayne reached for his coffee. Because of course he did that too.

"Glad you like it," he said, setting his coffee down again. "And her name's Katy, she's my little sister, a year younger'n me. I think you'd like her, Shuri, and she'd liked you, too. S'too bad she's not got a General Assembly in New York goin' on so she could hop on down, but I s'pose Letterkenny's a bit of a closer leap than...Wakanda, wasn't it?"

"Wakanda," Shuri confirmed. "Central Africa, Eastern side. It's okay if you've never heard of it. We worked for generations to make that true."

"See, now," said Wayne, "and here I'll bet you've never heard of Letterkenny, neither, but we didn't have to do fuck all for that."

"I haven't, but I do remember that it is in Canada!" Shuri said proudly.

"Can confirm," Wayne said, just as proudly. "Now here's an open netter fer ya: what province?"

"Ontario?" Shuri guessed slowly. She could name maybe five provinces if pressed.

Wayne squinted.

"Ya got lucky," he finally said. "By pickin' the best one, but still. Lucky. It was still jus' a ten percent chance, though, so....not so bad."

Shuri beamed. "So are you near Toronto, then?"

Behold, the limits of Shuri's Ontario geography!

She was probably doing a bit better than Wayne would manage with the whole continent of Africa, so...

"Give or take a few hours," he said ~~thanks vaguely existing fictional town!~~. "Don't realleh make it out to the city too much, though."

"So what keeps you busy when you're in Letterkenny?" Shuri asked.

"...chorin', mostleh," said Wayne, after thinking about it a little, although, really, it wasn't like there was a whole lot to think about in that regard. "Planti', balin', harvestin', weedin', pickin'....drinkin'. Smokin'. Fightin'. Got some dogs, some cattle, some tractors and trucks to look after. Got a produce stand where we sell jus' about anything we grow to jus' about anyone passin' by. Help out around town, if anyone needs it....that sort of thing...ain't nothin' to get excited about, but it's good work, an' I like it.

"How 'bout you? What's there keepin' you busy back in Wakanda?"

"Well, I run the Wakandan Design Group," Shuri said, "where we're responsible for the scientific, medical, and technological advancements of the nation."

At 16. She was maybe a little smart. She grinned. "I made my brother a pair of shoes that are sound absorbent. I called them 'sneakers.'"

But still very 16.

"Because they help you sneak," Wayne observed, and let out a soft sound that might have even been a laugh. "That's pretty good."

It was exactly the kind of joke he would have made that no one would even acknowledge, and then he'd be extremely put out that no one even bothered to achkowledge it.

"No, y'wanna know what, Shuri? That's better'n pretty good. I'd go so far as to say that's really good."

Shuri preened at the praise. "Thank you. T'Challa didn't think it was funny at all."

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