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[color=Lightgreen][b]Location:[/b][/color] Haly´s circus fair
[color=Lightgreen][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] She-devil
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Daphne breathed in the sweet smell of cotton candy. She looked around and excitement filled her stomach with butterflies. There were a couple of staples she definitely wanted to visit. Haly´s circus fair was close to her heart, it used to be an annual family tradition. When she was little her dad took her to the fair every day after school. It was a week full of fun rides, eating way too many sweets and adding more stuffed animals to her impressive collection. Careless quality time with her dad. The nostalgia was bittersweet. Any amount of time they spent together in the present was solely for the purpose of his research. 

She sighed. This really wasn´t the place to be gloomy. She was at a fair on a nice summer day, dressed up nice and with a group of mostly nice people. Making new memories was her goal today, so she stopped pouting and put on a smile. Her stomach rumbled. She frowned and held her hand against her belly, hoping that would stop the sound. It was lunchtime and lucky for her funnel cakes were on the menu today. 

[color=Lightgreen][i]I wonder what the rest of the Team is up to...[/i][/color]

Daphne got out her phone and opened up the group chat. She added Maya and Bex just before they left for Gotham. It was a small gesture to show they were welcome on the Team, to include them. Her finger hovered over Maya and Bex, hesitating if and who she should text. Daphne ultimately decided to text Bex. It was very likely she would get a hard no, but that was okay. She opened up a new chat and started typing. 
[color=Lightgreen][i]"Hi Bex
 It's me Daphne, I wanted to ask if you wanted to get lunch together?"[/i][/color] Realizing she sounded as unsure of herself over text as she did in person she deleted the question mark.

The teen girl waited for her new team mate to text back. While she was waiting she looked up some shade. If she wasn't in her verdant form the sun scorched her just as much as anyone. She reapplied some of her perfume. It was honestly not of much use, the florals getting lost in the sugary smells around her. It was more out of habit than anything.