Diaz & Ass.; Wednesday [11/17].

[died8yearsago]

So Rosa had gone ahead and accepted the undercover infiltration job that would require her to be away for an indeterminant amount of time, and she'd be heading up to New York for it later that evening, but, today, she was getting just a few things in order (and fighting off a pretty solid hangover, so good work last night, Kitty): automated away messages for anyone trying to contact her via the business, double checking all of her paperwork so that she didn't run into any unexpected hiccups in her latest and greatest alias, and also....

...reading a Bible?

Look, it has been a long time since Rosa was in Catholic school, and if she was going to try and pass herself as postulant with aspirations to be a nun at this convent, she was going to need to do some brushing up.

Diaz & Ass. is open!

[[ and, yes, I'm giving Rosa whole ass mission based on a three-second sight gag from the last season, because how could I not??? SHE GETS A SPOT IN THE CHOIR! ]]

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[alwaysonguard]

Dwight was up early- nothing new there- and had brewed up coffee as per usual. What was different this morning was he had made an entire pot's worth of a new blend he had recently gotten.

Still believing in trying to be neighborly, Dwight had gotten out the large travel thermos and was now hesitating for a brief moment outside the office next door. Taking a deep breath and preparing himself, he stepped inside.

"Morning neighbor" Dwight said with a slight grin as he waited for the inevitable reaction.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa's eyes lifted slowly from the Bible she was pouring over, considered what's-his-face (yes, she knew his name, thank you) for a moment, then looked back at the page she'd been reading, which, fittingly, had all that bullshit about loving thy neighbor and stuff, and then her eyes rolled upward.

Hilarious. Really.

So, sighing, already sort of in 'pretending to be a much better person than she really was' mode, she looked back at Dwight and also reminded herself that this was Tightpants' friends. She didn't know about loving thy neighbor in this case, but she could at least make an effort to be somewhat civil toward him.

"...morning," she responded, and then waited, because, look, that was a lot of give from her, she'd done enough work to get to that point, there was no way she was going to bother with also carrying the conversation.

[alwaysonguard]

"Just dropping by with a special delivery" he said holding up the thermos. "Got a new blend in and figured I'd bring some by for you and Miguel... whenever lazy bones gets up," he said with a slight nod up to where he knew Miguel was still most likely passed out at this early hour.

Cuz come on Rosa, ya gotta give the guy some credit for trying to be a good neighbor. This was Fandom after all, never know when some crisis would hit and that was not really the time to try and get past initial introductions and all. He was trying here.

[died8yearsago]

If you needed to 'get past' initial introductions to handle a crisis, then you weren't all that great at handling a crisis, now, were you?

Rosa met this explanation with the required suspicion, though there may have been a snort in the somewhere with regards to a certain superhero's sleeping habits.

"What?" she then asked, with a challenging quirk of her eyebrow. What? Did you think she was going to go easy on you because you brought coffee? "You don't think we can caffeinate ourselves?"

Especially since she was pretty sure if you cut Tightpants, he'd bleed brew, not blood.

[alwaysonguard]

"Not at all. If anything, I know how addicted Miguel is and figured you both might enjoy some Gourmet Coffee Blend . But if you would rather turn down free coffee, I'm sure Miguel will save you some if he stops by later. Maybe. But why take that chance?"

Did Dwight really expect anything other than a typical glare reaction from Rosa? Nawww, not really. But there was always that off chance and so he lifted the thermos with the slightest hint of a smirk.

"Can always just send sleepy-head back over to return it later" he offered.

See, he was giving you an easy out, Rosa. You just had to get through one conversation and you would be good to go!

[died8yearsago]

Look. Rosa was a hard ass, not an idiot, so of course she was going to take the coffee and the out. Especially if it meant she'd already met her quota for interacting with the neighbor/Tightpants' new roadtrip bestie for the month.

"Sounds like a plan," she said, quirking her chin up in direction. "You can leave it there on the table by the door."

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight did as instructed but rather than turn around and leave he leaned against the door frame slightly as he took a drink out of the cup he had brought over with him.

"He always sleeping in this late?" he asked, lifting his chin a bit.

Was he pushing his luck with more conversation? Yes, yes he was. But Dwight was feeling a bit adventurous this morning.... though that would probably change pretty quickly.

[died8yearsago]

...damn.

Not quite so willing to let someone else's stubborness beat out her own, especially when that stubborness was the nice and friendly kind, Rosa just looked at Dwight for a moment and merely shrugged her shoulders, like, sure, she slept with the guy, but how was she supposed to know his personal business like that?

[what_the_shock]

"I am not even gonna ask," Miguel declared. He set down a breakfast burrito with plenty of steak and eggs and a bottle of Tylenol in front of her.

At this point, he had a decent idea of what this undercover gig entailed. He still wasn't going to ask. He'd had enough Catholicism as a kid.

[died8yearsago]

"You might not want to ask," said Rosa, "but you might want to pray. Who knows? I might be awakening to a true calling."

This was clearly nothing at all to worry about, though, if the dismissive flinging of the Bible back on the desk in immediate favor of what looked like the most amazing breakfast ever (Tylenol included) ever right now. Sorry, God. Protein and meats won out today.

She also lifted a large thermos from the desk to set closer to him and nodded at it after already taking a bite.

"What's-his-face brought coffee," she said. "I saved some for you."

More than just a few drops, even! And if that wasn't love, what was?

[what_the_shock]

"Yeah?" That was definitely love. Miguel was picking up that thermos right away.

Hey, if his breakfast trumped God, he wasn't worried about the bible. Heck, unless there ended up being real warrior nuns, he figured Rosa wasn't going anywhere for long.

"I don't pray, but I'll sacrifice a beaker - small b - for you."

[died8yearsago]

To this New York? Not a chance. But maybe if she hit up another dimension with a little time travel...

Rosa had to snort a little. "Thanks for the clarification," she said. "I think you'd have more luck with the small-b version, anyway."

Not that she wouldn't have loved to see the attempt. That kid was hilarious.

...as long as she was watching from a safe distance and not directly involved.

[what_the_shock]

"The other one probably wouldn't work." Beaker escaped everything unscathed, thankfully.

"Any idea how long you'll be gone? Should I threaten the pope after three weeks, or something?"

[died8yearsago]

"Is it bad that now I hope it last at least that long now so you do threaten the Pope?"

Because...amazing. There was so much potential there, up to and including webbing on the Popemobile, which Rosa didn't realise she needed in her life until just that moment.

But she gave a soft smile and shrugged a shoulder, shaking her head. "No clue, though. Could be quick, but I doubt it. Something tells md I'm going to have to put in some time if I've going to earn their trust enough to start spilling some beans."

She was dealing with potentially criminal women of the cloth, here. She wasn't expecting this to be easy, although she did suspect it might not be too different from her stint in prison...on a very basic structural level, anyway.

[what_the_shock]

"Yeah, they probably know how to keep secrets," Miguel agreed. He grinned. "I would definitely threaten the pope for you if you needed it, but I'll try not to jump the gun."

[died8yearsago]

"You know," Rosa realized, a marveling sort of fondness in her voice as she tilted her head thoughtfully, "I don't think I've ever had someone willing to threaten the pope on my behalf before."

Uh-oh. If they weren't careful, this might actually get a little romantic.

[what_the_shock]

The horror!

"You are definitely worth threatening a pope for," he assured her. "Even if I'd still rather not. Threatening the mother superior or whoever might get better results." He grinned. "I could threaten the pope and bring him there to talk to them. That's probably the most effective."

Now he was considering it.