[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dr. Pender[/color] and [color=8882be]Dr. Townsley[/color][/h1][img]https://s33.postimg.org/vx6ecg1a7/doryfitz.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=#4dffa6][b]Location[/b][/color]: Lady Luck's[/center][hr][hr]	Dorothy was keeping a watchful eye on both her sister and Anisa. Despite coughing down her drink, she didn't feel any of the tell tale signs of becoming tipsy. Perhaps a mild buzz, but even then, it could easily have been her imagination. However, she knew she wasn't imagining Harper pulling out Daphne's chair for her and her eyes widened for a moment, before she smirked. Little Daphne Rachel and the new pilot? She hadn't seen it coming, but her sister wasn't a little kid. She had needs, just like anyone else. 

	[color=8882be]"B-b-board games,"[/color] Fitz answered Daphne quickly. [color=8882be]"I-I mean, I went and got a g-game..."[/color] He may have been socially awkward, but even he could tell the tension quickly growing at the table. Was Daphne not allowed to go out and meet new people? Or was he specifically the problem? Sure, he was from Osiris but...Was this anti-Alliance prejudice? He supposed that could be a thing, but he never had grown up considering politics at all, so he never considered that others would as well. He had only just recently left his safe bubble. 

	[color=8882be]"...I-I-I-I d-d-didn't know w-we were d-dating?"[/color] Fitz said, misunderstanding the tone of Jackie's "accusations." The poor thing seemed like he was about to melt into a nervous puddle and it was all he could do to nod meekly to confirm that he had, indeed, run into Daphne. He was practically trembling, as he realized just how far out of his comfort zone he was. 

	[color=#4dffa6]"Kid, you okay?"[/color] Dorothy asked, her eyebrows furrowed with concern. He looked like he was about to pass out. Turning around for a moment, she flagged down a waiter and asked for a water to be brought to the table. The kid probably needed it.