[u][i]Deborah Lillian Javuant.[/i][/u] [Hider=Toro y Moi - High Living][youtube]PlD-2Dx5868[/youtube][/hider] --- It must have been that Christmas cheer that just filled Deborah with a sense of delight, a new form of kindness. So, when Holly accepted her offer, Deborah smiled. "Me? I'm doing fine, girl. I still workout when I get the chance. You?" Deborah didn't stay in shape while lying around, but she didn't like to brag about it. She wanted to hear about Holly ([i]What sport does she play again?[/i]) more than anything. "You should come with me to the gym sometime." The one gym she went to was the MacAuthur Training Center. Though, in the morning. The boys oogled her and her power made it quite uncomfortable... but enough of that. Happy thoughts. She was in the presence of friends, something she enjoyed more than anything. She scrolled along inside the Mean Bean next to Holly. The second she stepped inside, her observant eyes quickly scoped out the building for anyone she knew. One face was a blonde haired woman, mid-thirties, wearing jeans and a dress shirt ([b]Is waiting for someone, likely husband[/b]), and another... Well, she shook her head and snapped out of it. She didn't want to stand around and stare at everyone when her guest of honor was right next to her. That would be rude. Holly most likely wouldn't have noticed - in fact, only keen and observant eyes would have even noticed in the first place. Which, fortunately for her, weren't made for cheap. Another man hobbling into the Mean Bean caused Deborah to turn her head around and look back at him. A man had to be in his early thirties and dressed up like a rich man, piercing green eyes, tall. The most standout feature was that he didn't exactly walk right ([b]Stems from a past injury[/b]). [i]Well, the cane made it obvious, power, but thanks anyway[/i]. He looked vaguely familiar to her, like she's seen him before - it took a moment or two to recall that this man was on the News a few times. Baron Moreau, psychologist extraordinaire. Debby was glad that she watched the news, or else she wouldn't have learned about such a fascinating man. She would have said something to him, but she thought that it was for the best that she leave him alone. That said, Deborah found herself and Holly a chair and casually sat down on it. She probably should get them something to drink before they have a conversation. "Now, Holly, letm-" She was about to get up, when Holly forcibly excused herself. "... Ooookay." Deborah said with a smirk as she sat back down, but her eyes whipped towards Holly's destination. A redhaired boy who was struggling to pay for the coffee, Deborah hadn't been paying that much attention to him - because come on, you should always check to see if you have enough money [i]before[/i] trying to make a purchase. Deborah would have pitched in herself, but she wasn't a charity here. Clearly Holly was the nicer person out of the pair as she gave money out of her own wallet. Once again, the woman had to smile at the act of kindness. "That was so sweet of you, Holly." Deborah said the moment Holly sat back down, following it up with a tooth baring smile. She reached back and fiddled with her ponytail a bit, as she looked at Holly. Oh yeah, the fair. Holly asked about that. So Deborah was going to answer. "Oh, yeah, I'm going to be at the fair. You know how many people I know are going to show up there? You just know I have to be there. I'm bringing Jago and Newt along, since, while those two are a pain in my behind, they actually like the fair...." Surely enough, the boy that Holly helped hobbled his way over to their table. It was instinct when Deborah shot him a disarming smile. "Hey there," Deborah greeted him, almost like she had expected him to sit down. Now that she got a good look at him... He was certainly the scrawny type. Like the kind of kid that didn't get to see too much sunlight because he's playing WoW all day. Even Jago had more size than him. Now, Deborah wasn't the type to judge people for their differing lifestyles ([i]Everyone has a role to play, everyone, even the most "insignificant" people are all relevant in their own ways[/i]) but the boy's... lack of confidence ([i]Don't lie, I can tell by the way you carry yourself[/i]), kinda pushed him further into computer nerd territory. But if it wasn't for Deborah's power, it seemed like the boy was developing a crush on Holly. She quietly laughed. She hadn't seen too much of Lenny, so she couldn't really tell if they would make a good couple. Lenny somewhat disappointed Deborah. He didn't sit down, instead thanking them and leaving a note on a napkin for Holly... Yup. Acute lack of confidence. But she was sure they would cross paths again. This city isn't so big if you get down to it. "... Merry Christmas to you too." Deborah said under her breath and smiled. But the first thing she did was look over Holly's shoulder to see what it said (Having a few inches over Holly came in handy sometimes). Of course it was a bit of an invasion of privacy, but her curious was just too great! It was... a coupon? But that wasn't what caught Deborah's eye, what did was the "Metahuman Electrician/Appliance Handyman" line. Was he saying that he was a Meta-human, this openly? That was brass, to say the least. While it [i]could[/i] be worse, there was still a massive prejudice against Meta-humans. Which is why Deborah keeps her power between other Meta-humans. Can't discriminate against the group you're apart of, correct? Wait, this means that he also left Holly his number.... .... Not so timid after all. Haha. She laughed quietly. He left, and another man came in. It was Baron, the older man. Deborah turned her gaze upon the man ([b]He is thanking Holly for her good deeds[/b]). See? She knew that she would find some reason to talk to the man. To an outsider, it would look like he was trying to flirt with the girls - looking like your usual handsome devil and all - Deborah knew he had better intentions. He wouldn't have gotten anywhere with them otherwise. Well, might as well make the most of this. "Hello, there," Deborah greeted Baron, not breaking eye-contact with him. She didn't respond to any of his other comments, because that was Holly's job. Though, her eyes wandered downwards towards the box. Croissants. Yum. Baron was presenting them like they were his gift to them. Again, Deborah smiled warmly. "Oh, thank you sir." She was about to reach to grab one, when she choose not to. They were more for Holly - Deborah didn't do anything to deserve a gift, after all. "I'm [i]Deborah[/i], you? I swear I've seen you on TV somewhere...." She did know the answer to that question, but she was trying to stir up conversation.