2017-01-23 Brownies and Ice Cream
This scene is rated Everybody
Warning: N/A
Players: April O'Neil and Daredevil
GMed by Who GMed?
Title: Brownies and Ice Cream

Matt Murdock was on his way back to the office with a bag under his shoulder. He had nipped out to get some coffee and doughnuts, though little did he know that the office was empty. There must have been some kind of an emergency for his partner, and their secretary was on her day off. So as he approached the office door, it surprised him to sense that it was presently locked.

He furrowed his brow and reached for his keys, unlocking it, and going in. He took down the little sign that had been put up to suggest that they were closed temporarily, and he left the door unlocked for any potential clients. He then set the bag down on a desk, taking out the tray of two coffees, and the box of doughnuts. Since it was now all for him, he reached for the double chocolate, and took a bite.

April wasn't that far behind him when he returned to his office, she parked her bike outside of it and locked it to a street sign. She looked up at the law office building and then reached her gloved hands up to adjust the wool hat ontop of her red-hair covered head. Moving on up inside she eventually found the door marked with the proper law office name and she cracked it open and stepped inside.

"Hello?" April called out, but it didn't take her long to spot Matt with his donuts and coffee. She pulled her black bike gloves off of her hands and smiled at him. "Hey, its your favorite antique dealer." She said with a smile on her pink lips.

Matt continued to bite into his doughnut, chewing it as fast as he could. He didn't want to talk with his mouth full, but he was smiling as he chewed. When he finally gulped that bite down, he said, "Hello April, how are you today?" He was clearly pleased to 'see' her. "Can I offer you a doughnut? I'm afraid my partner had to step out, and it's our secretary's day off, so it's just us today. Was this a social call, or do you need legal help?" He waved her on, hoping she'd come to him, and the table where he had the doughnuts box. There were all kinds. Either he or his partner can be a real gutz, or maybe both, but they have a dozen there.

April smiled at hearing this and she moved toward him and his box of treats. "Oh, uh… yeah, sure I can have one, I guess." She was the type of girl to try to be careful about what she ate, but she biked so much that it probably wasn't a big deal in the long run, right?

"And it's social." She said with a nod of her head, letting her eyes roam around his office space, staring at it all from behind those large framed glasses she wore. "I wanted to grab you and let you know that I guess, as it turns out… we're actually neighbours!" She laughed a little, but cut herself off so as to not sound weird. "I didn't want you to think I was stalking you or anything."

With that said April looked into the box of donuts and started thinking about which one she wanted…

"You can have as many as you like. In fact, I'd appreciate it if you had a few. Otherwise, I'll end up eating them." He did more than enough work to be able to eat these kinds of foods, though he wasn't fond of eating the sweets. They were empty calories. Sure, he could burn them off. But he wasn't immune to a sugar high.

"It's nice to hear your voice again April. You always sound so happy." He wanted to reach out and put his hand on her arm, but he thought better of it. He was supposed to be a blind. He did finish off his own doughnut, and as she was looking for one, he reached to try another one, managing to brush his hand against hers. He blushed at the contact, even if it was deliberate.

Curiously, all the doughnuts have been arranged, going from chocolate, to maple, to plain varieties, to specialty ones. It was so he could pick out which ones he wanted, without having to touch them all. They were in a specific order. "Sorry about that, April. But I wouldn't mind if you stalked me. It's not every day that I get stalked by an antiques dealer, and grab me anytime, whether you want a cup of sugar, or just a chat."

April smiled at him and his compliment about her sounding happy. "Well thank you." She said. "I am happy. Why wouldn't I be? I mean… there are things that make me sad and try to hold me down, but I refuse to cave in to them. I prefer being happy." She smiled then and felt his hand brush hers and it made her a grin a little.

April picked a chocolate donut because chocolate was one of her weaknesses, especially really good brownies, they nearly made her melt just being in the same room with some good fresh brownies. And donuts weren't that far off. "I don't know about eating more than one or two, but… yeah. These things can get out of hand if you let them."

"You've actually come at a good time. I don't have any present cases going on." He really didn't. He was prepared for the ones that were on their schedule, he had prepared his arguements, and was just waiting for the trial date. Foggy had a few ones he was working on, but they didn't do every case together, as most didn't need that much help.

"So, I'm all yours… if you want me." He gestured towards the room marked Conference Room, "there are the best chairs in there." And then he headed for the kitchen. Curious, she could follow him. He was smiling as he headed over there. What he did was reach into the fridge, finding a plate with some brownies on them, and he put that plate into the microwave, warming them up. Then he went to the freezer, and found some ice cream, which he began to prepare for a bowl. Probably gifts from clients.

April indulged in the donut and she heard him say these things while walking toward the kitchen, having no idea that he was going to grab her biggest weakness. "Oh, yeah. Okay…" She said then walking toward the conference room. She was wearing her yellow leather jacket, and some dark blue jeans, a pink hoodie on beneath it and some black running shoes. She walked into the conference room and took the yellow leather jacket off and draped it over one of the chairs. "I honestly wish I had something to talk to you about, but I really don't." She inhaled and then released it softly. She didn't sit down yet, merely paced a bit inside of the conference room while nipping at the donut here and there.

Matt returned with warm brownie, ice cream, on a central plate, and two forks. He obviously planned to share it with her. He set it down on the table, near where she was seated. He assumed she'd move it to a better location, and he sat down next to her. "I thought you might enjoy this. I know I will."

Then, as he got comfortable, he said, "I like to play a game with both good friends and new ones called the Question Game. We take turns asking each other questions about themselves and the first person to refuse to answer a question loses the game. I've never lost this game. Would you like to play?"

April was standing when he entered the room, she almost had the donut done by then and when she saw what he was carrying she was at first surprised at the blind man's ability to carry such things so flawlessly, let alone prepare them so well and quickly. "Wow." She said at him with a soft laugh. "You guys really need to consider stocking some fruit and vegetables in this place." She said with a light grin and donut in her mouth.

She took a seat then when he did and she pulled the plate of brownie and ice cream over to her. "Because wow, I might get afraid to come over here if you're goal is to just fatten me up, Mister Murdock." She looked up at him with a grin then. "Question Game… I've heard of it… what do you want to ask me?" She said then.

"Actually, we have a lot of that. Some of our clients have trouble paying. This is some homemade brownie, baked by Mrs. Sanderson. So, when people are in true need, we… try to set up some creative payment plans. We have more bananas than we know what to do with from Mr. Chiang."

He grins in her general direction as he prepares, carefully, to try and take some brownie from his side of things. "Hmm," he pondered and took a bite, while thinking of his question for her. "What is the most thoughtful gift you've ever received?"

April smiled at the question and she forked a bit of the brownie and ice cream then tasted it as she thought. "I don't know." She said with a light shrug of her shoulders.

"After I broke my arm, once it was healed up… my father bought me flying lessons. At least one training session aboard an actual plane up in the air with a pilot at my side. I got to fly the plane for a little while." She grinned at him even if he couldn't see her.

"I broke my arm because I leapt off a stack of hay bales at my parents' farm…" She wasn't sure if she'd told him that story or not. "I thought I might be a mutant, or… whatever. But, no, just a normal dull human."

"There's nothing wrong with being a normal human, and you are anything but dull, April." He took another forkful of brownie, enjoying it. It was rich and creamy, and the ice cream on top made it even sweeter, mixing heat and cold in his mouth.

When she didn't ask him a question, he frowned, "already giving up on this game? You didn't ask me anything. So, I'll answer my own question. Let's see. Oh, I know. What's my favourite colour? Yellow." His first Daredevil costume was yellow, but he was told it didn't look too good, so he switched to red. "Not that I get to enjoy it much anymore. Now, my question for you will be… what are your closest friends like?"

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