DC Universe foulder: breakfast

Scene: B and Gin are seated round a table to have breakfast on the terrace of the Wayne manor.
Alfred standing just behind them is carrying a pitcher of just squeezed orange juice.

A gentle breeze blew fresh that morning though was June.
B was intended in spread the butter on a slice of toasted bread.
Gin was sipping a too sugary and too long caffelatte from a colorful cup with an image of some cartoon character while she was reading the financial pages of dayly gotham.
When she laid the cup, the glass surface of the table is slightly tarnishes, then curling near that also the newspaper, and with a lightening shot state the slice of bread butter on which B was going to spread a thick jam a scomnnertant red.
"I like it with sugar."
B's hand remained suspended for a second forging a knife covered with jam, letting one of the blueberries fall from knife to the plate.
Than he picked it with the tip of the finger and took it to his mouth.
B had always preferred the jams like the slightly bitter orange jam, and then when he saw Gin plunge his slice of bread directly into the sugar bowl was a bit disgusted.
The sugar bowl was one of those old curved silver sugar bowls decorated with a floral pattern, was well polished, but at first glance it is immediately could be understood that it was old.
Was positioned in the center of the table, and Gin had to stretch to reach the full arm, in doing so, however, one of the straps of his sports shirt, sweatered a little, fell on the soft shoulder discovering a green claw stretched to grab the air.
On his skin white tattoo that seemed to jump out.
Returned to sit, she replace the shoulder with a delicate and thoughtful gesture, hated that stupid tattoo that was always in sight.
For a second his eyes clouded over, but after the first bite to toast the sadness gives way to happiness download unleashed by sugar.

The morning light flooded the terrace and looked amused B play in your hair of her giving birth to bizarre nuances butter while a second slice of bread.
He calculated that it shoud be more or less the half past eight, the "mornings" that day had been longer than usual, and he was destroyed.
Alfred, as usual, seemed to read his mind, and remind him that he had the seat at the Wayne corp. at nine o'clock.
B puffs, but without giving it too much to see, and immediately start to search for the eye of her friend, remembering all the time when, in college, they were skipping the most noisy lessons, accomplice.
Not met, his face was again hidden by the newspaper.

So a little disappointed finished eating and announced "Time for shower!"
But meter was still moving back to raise the chair "feeling..." made Gin from behind his newspaper
"Because now you ... in short ..." is blocked for a moment, suddenly the article had lost all interest and all the columns of numbers were rearranged in a confused baroque patchwork, but his eyes continued to stare at it.
"Do you mind if I bring my things here?"
"I thought it already had a whole room just for your stuff ..." replayed B confused.
"I do not mean those things," she said.
"After last night I thought that we started working together, and in this case, the right equipment is necessary."
Waited for a nod from him before continuing "Oh sure ... but don't you think I got enough for both of us?"
"Yeah, u had got a lot of intersing full-of-lights toys... but a girl with the time begins to love her accessories!"
"Alright ... you want Alfred give you a hand?" he stopped for a moment to reflect supported on the wrought iron backrest of the chair, then continued,
"No, there should not be needed, for the lunch I should have ended with this meeting, where we want to meet?"
"We could start from the looker in the central station ..."
"In what sense start?" he asked.
"Well, yes, there is only one bag, we should get it in no time, and is also close to the garage that i rented..."
"No, tell me if I need to put the mover to be divided ..." interrupted him sarcastic.
"I do not think it is necessary," said Gin carefully assessing the possible variables "I was pretty careful, public places, but well guarded, which no amount attention, containers completely anonymous."
"Of course you're so provident..."

To be continue