Alexis nodded with a soft smile, both sad and pleased with Nova's answer. Pleased that there was another like her, sad and worried what the future might hold; Alexis had a few years of experience on Nova but she had been deployed in more consistently violent and extreme scenarios with the mission of killing whole groups of men and women. At least Nova would be helping people, Alexis conceded; her downcast mood washing away with the younger woman's laughter.
"I'll drink to that." She said, laughing at the thought of being a masked vigilante. "We'd have to team up though, sole and sidekick female vigilantes always meet bad ends; just look at Batgirl/Oracle." She applauded Nova as the agent threw back the rest of her drink before ordering another one. The note came as a surprise, Alexis had barely registered the person walking close behind them; she wondered whether the alcohol was dulling her senses already.
With a laugh, she nudged Nova's shoulder. "And that's why I'm rooting for you two!" She glanced around the bar, having read the note, identifying the group by the window.
"You know what, I think I'll go call him. Let him know how you feel. Back in a mo, I'll just pop outside." She said, nodding at the door before forcing herself to casually finish her drink before making her way outside. Once out of earshot she put the call in about the suspicious individuals before returning to the inside, hanging around near the door. A lone woman, aged between Nova and Alexis, provided her with some good cover and she struck up a mildly flirtatious conversation.
After a few exchanges they went to an empty table, Alexis taking a seat that gave her a view of the bar, particularly Nova, and the suspicious group; her hand resting in her lap so as to draw her handgun easily if it came down to it.
"So, Sasha, what do you do? Besides being gorgeous and alone, which is a tragedy by the way, in a bar like this?"
