The Coffee-Shop Meme

[sockle]

COFFEE SHOP MEET & GREET

An old and tired setting, but a fun one! Your character is inside a coffee shop, they could be anywhere in the known (or unknown!) universe(s). Start with a basic trope! RULES • Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom. • RNG for a number between 1-10 to get your scenario/prompt. Mix and match! • Have fun!

SCENARIOS & PROMPTS MIX & MATCH AS MANY AS YOU LIKE! 001 LONER CUSTOMER | Who is that cutie sitting all by themselves? You can't resist saying Hi. 002 DAT BARISTA | Did you look up and suddenly see them over the cinnamon? Are they the reason you come back every single day? Is it a hot newbie screwing up your drink? Tap that. 003 RAINING & POURING | The downpour is horrendous! Quick, into the coffee shop where that strangely attractive person is and oh no they're hot. Don't drip on them, be cool! Be cool! 004 BOOKWORM | Maybe that person isn't your type at all, you're just fascinated by the book they're reading. Strike up a conversation! Make a new friend! 005 SPILLAGES | You knock into the person you tag! Are they covered in hot scalding coffee now? Are you? Is EVERYONE? 006 SUMMER BERRIES | It's the middle of summer and boiling. People are half-dressed and sipping ice-cold fruit shakers, requesting ice to put on their body, sitting on tables in hotpants ... Yes, okay, this is Very Distracting. 007 QUEUE-JUMPING SATAN | You thought you could get away with it at lunch-hour, but you didn't count on them. PS, you're an asshole for trying. 008 MANAGEMENT & SOULCRUSHED | You either hired them and now it's time to ask that babe out or you're a recent employee and the boss has been making eyes at you. 009 LAPTOP HIPSTER | A prompt in and of itself. 010 WILD CARD | Your call. ( by sockle )

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Jim Gordon | Gotham

[therewillbelight]

[ Listen, sometimes an honest cop just wants to have an overpriced fancy coffee, okay. ]

[pathognomonic]

[And sometimes an underpaid forensic scientist really wants a $5 concoction of whipped cream, chocolate and caramel that looks more like ice cream than a drink. Nothing wrong with treating yourself once in a while, okay.

He grins ear-to-ear as he sees Jim, walking quickly towards him with the tooth-rotting drink in hand.]

Detective Gordon! Hi!

[therewillbelight]

Afternoon, Ed.

[ He eyes that concoction in Ed's hand. The amount of sugar in that thing... maybe that explains why the guy's so damned chipper all the time. ]

They let you out of the lab once in a while?

[ He's teasing. ]

[pathognomonic]

I let myself out. [He giggles.] How are you? Are you having a good day? I'm having a good day. We finally got back some of the DNA samples we've been waiting for for about two months. And I saw the cleanest partial decapitation ever. It was so interesting--I think it had to be some sort of powered, fine-toothed blade. Like--[He runs his fingers along his neck to indicate the direction of the cut, earning a disgusted stare from a woman walking by.]

[therewillbelight]

[ ...He let himself out. Cute. Jim starts to grin faintly, but then his eyebrows go up at the description of the lady with her head nearly taken clean (very clean, he guesses) off. When the woman passing shoots Ed a look, Jim decides to try to contain this. ]

Why don't we grab a table? Or do you have to go right back?

[pathognomonic]

Oh no, I can stay for a while! [And he sounds that much more enthusiastic because this clearly must mean Jim wants to hang out with him. He goes and seats himself at the nearest unoccupied table.]

What drink do you have? [If it didn't have a cover on it, he probably would be leaning over to sniff it right about now.]

[therewillbelight]

[ Thank God for covers, then. Jim settles in opposite Ed, setting down his cup, one shoulder lifting in a half-hearted shrug. ]

Vanilla latte.

[ That's about as daring as he gets. He cocks his head slightly at Ed's drink. ] What on earth is that?

Lol I'm watching ID and thinking of you

[pathognomonic]

It's a caramel-chocolate cappuccino. Would you like to try it? [Because he could totally grab another cup and pour out a bit for you! And drop a bit of that massive dollop of whipped cream into it.]

Lol! Excellent.

[therewillbelight]

[ Jim holds up a hand to stop Ed. ] No, Ed, thank you. Sounds like too much sugar for my blood.

[ ...Okay, so now he's invited the guy to sit down and. What do they even talk about, help. ] Anything interesting in the lab today?

[pathognomonic]

Nothing terribly remarkable. We brought in a couch from a scene and spent two hours processing that. I found a fresh semen stain. Have you ever seen sperm under a microscope? They're cute, kind of like little tadpoles. [He wiggles an index finger to imitate the flagellum.] Of course in this sample they were no longer motile because the stain had already partially dried. They'll survive a good 4-6 hours if deposited inside of a person, though.

[therewillbelight]

[ Don't mind Jim, he's just going to. Blink. A couple of times. Wow. Well, he did ask the question, he's not sure what he expected. He spreads his hands slightly. ]

Not under a microscope. I saw them swimming in a film in high school. You know. Sex education.

They did kind of look like tadpoles, you're right.

[pathognomonic]

Ah, sex ed. I remember that class. I corrected the teacher once when she claimed the penis was developmentally analogous to the labia instead of the clitoris. Which is easy to remember when you consider that the glans penis and clitoral glans arise from the same tissue. [He smiles faintly.] For the rest of the semester some of the guys in class called me 'dickhead.' I'm not sure why.

[therewillbelight]

[ Brief deer-in-the-headlights look goes here. What does he even say to that? ]

Can't imagine. Kids are cruel sometimes.

[ He takes a sip from his coffee, trying to figure out a way of nudging this conversation back toward something that isn't going to earn them another filthy look from another passing customer. ]

Where did the couch come from? Which case?

[conceptualise]

Detective?

[ here's an odd sight: bruce wayne out of the manor. the boy wears a thick blue jacket to ward against the chill outside. instead of a drink, he clutches a paper bag, weighted by whatever he purchased. ]

[therewillbelight]

[ Jim shifts upright in his seat, his attention torn away from idly watching passers-by out the window at the sound of his title. Mild surprise registers on his face for a fleeting moment before he smiles. ]

Bruce. Afternoon. [ He just catches himself before he asks, is everything okay?, instead substituting: ] It's good to see you, how are you?

[conceptualise]

I'm well, thank you. [ the smile is returned, the corners of his eyes crinkling softly. ] Are you on break?

[therewillbelight]

I am. I've got... [ Quick glance at his watch. ] Another forty-five minutes. Would you like to join me, do you have time? [ He gestures at the chair across from where he's seated. ]

[conceptualise]

[ he debates staying — alfred said to return promptly — but not nearly as long as perhaps he should have. ]

Thank you.

[ bruce slides into the seat opposite, setting his purchase on the table. next to the bag, he folds his hands neatly one on top of the other. ]

How has your day been?

[therewillbelight]

You're welcome.

[ He shrugs slightly, his smile still in place. ]

Busy. They all are. It's a good kind of busy today, though.

How about you? Are you and Alfred on your way home from school?

[ He's not going to come out and ask, where's Alfred?, but he's got to gently pry to make sure the guy's nearby, or at least knows Bruce is in the city. ]

[conceptualise]

[ bruce shakes his head. ]

I'm being home-schooled. Alfred and I agreed it best suited my learning speed. It allows me to skip past academic areas I've already mastered and focus on those that interest me.

[ it also stops him from breaking tommy elliot's face. again. ]

[therewillbelight]

[ Jim nods, thoughtful; he's somehow not surprised by this. Alfred had told him Thomas Wayne wanted his son raised according to his standards. If this is how they're going to meet it, he hopes it works out. ]

So what brings you here? Homeschooling assignment? Shopping?

[conceptualise]

I'm — visiting a friend, actually.

[ bruce wayne has friends?? ]

[therewillbelight]

[ ...He's got friends? That's good, right? Kids are supposed to have friends? How does one adult role model, is he doing it right. ]

That's great. I hope I'm not keeping you...?

[conceptualise]

No. She-she wasn't home.

[ three guesses who she might be and the first two don't count. ]

[therewillbelight]

...Ah.

[ He gets it. He doesn't quite have the heart to point out she's not likely to be found if she doesn't want to be, unless there's trouble. ]

I'm sure she'll turn up. Is there any way to leave her a message?