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How 'bout we get that drink, and I can fill you in.
[A bar name had popped into his head immediately and it's real tempting, knowing what he knows so far about Jean-Paul, and in the end Sam can't resist the urge to drag him to the Canadian-themed sports bar near the Garden. Sam's only been in there once, but it's got drinks, there's hockey shit everywhere, and frankly he just wants to see the reaction.
There's a little pressure involved in picking the venue for a first date, or whatever this is, and Sam being Sam, he couldn't let it pass without a callback to that comment about stereotypes and loving it. There's a pretty perfect table just opening up in the back, at an angle that lets them both put their backs to the wall. Maybe it doesn't matter so much for Jean-Paul, but Sam still prefers it.]
I thought maybe you felt a little homesick.
How 'bout we get that drink, and I can fill you in.
[A bar name had popped into his head immediately and it's real tempting, knowing what he knows so far about Jean-Paul, and in the end Sam can't resist the urge to drag him to the Canadian-themed sports bar near the Garden. Sam's only been in there once, but it's got drinks, there's hockey shit everywhere, and frankly he just wants to see the reaction.
There's a little pressure involved in picking the venue for a first date, or whatever this is, and Sam being Sam, he couldn't let it pass without a callback to that comment about stereotypes and loving it. There's a pretty perfect table just opening up in the back, at an angle that lets them both put their backs to the wall. Maybe it doesn't matter so much for Jean-Paul, but Sam still prefers it.]
I thought maybe you felt a little homesick.
[The reaction does not disappoint. Jean-Paul has spent most of his adult life in one spotlight or another, and has had the paycheque that goes along with such a lifestyle. That means that he is familiar with New York's finer cocktail and wine bars, and is used to frequenting places where the base minimum for a drink is over ten dollars and the bartenders all know how to craft a perfect Manhattan.
That said, he's been to plenty of sports bars before.
So his expression upon entering the bar is one of horrified amusement.]
Wow.
[He arches a brow at Sam as they take their seats.]
I'll feel less homesick if the bartender speaks French. Tell me there's craft beer.
That said, he's been to plenty of sports bars before.
So his expression upon entering the bar is one of horrified amusement.]
Wow.
[He arches a brow at Sam as they take their seats.]
I'll feel less homesick if the bartender speaks French. Tell me there's craft beer.
You sure you don't want one of these cocktails that they clearly put together by pulling booze names out of a hat and then adding orange juice?
[He's loving it. Sam is openly savoring every moment of the horror, and is gratified to find the amusement in it too, but it is a smugly satisfied gratification. It was too much power, giving him the choice of picking a bar.
But in Sam's defense, if there can be a defense, they hadn't gotten onto the music topic, so swinging uptown to his favorite low-key jazz dive had been too iffy. Sam actually likes that place, so it matters what people think of it. This place, not so much.]
Looks like they got a few. Long Trail, Goose Island, stuff like that. Really, I just wanted to see your face, we don't need to stick around here. I've only ever been here once before, my reaction was the same as yours.
[He's loving it. Sam is openly savoring every moment of the horror, and is gratified to find the amusement in it too, but it is a smugly satisfied gratification. It was too much power, giving him the choice of picking a bar.
But in Sam's defense, if there can be a defense, they hadn't gotten onto the music topic, so swinging uptown to his favorite low-key jazz dive had been too iffy. Sam actually likes that place, so it matters what people think of it. This place, not so much.]
Looks like they got a few. Long Trail, Goose Island, stuff like that. Really, I just wanted to see your face, we don't need to stick around here. I've only ever been here once before, my reaction was the same as yours.
[He looks over the menu with genuine dismay.] ...they ALL have vodka. All of them. Tabernak.
[Yeah, Sam gets The Eyebrow.]
Ohhhh, non. You picked it, mister, we're having at least one drink here. If I must suffer, so must you.
[Beer, at least, is safe enough. It may not be spectacular, but at least the only choice isn't Molson. Once he's picked something that appears inoffensive and gotten Sam's order, he strides to the bar and orders. He returns, looking entirely out of place in his nice suit.]
So. You were telling me your deep mental traumas. Or your turn ons. Whichever.
[Yeah, Sam gets The Eyebrow.]
Ohhhh, non. You picked it, mister, we're having at least one drink here. If I must suffer, so must you.
[Beer, at least, is safe enough. It may not be spectacular, but at least the only choice isn't Molson. Once he's picked something that appears inoffensive and gotten Sam's order, he strides to the bar and orders. He returns, looking entirely out of place in his nice suit.]
So. You were telling me your deep mental traumas. Or your turn ons. Whichever.
[The Eyebrow is probably a little less effective when the person it's directed at kinda likes it.
In truth, Sam's impressed that Jean-Paul is going along with his very sarcastic choice. They can stay for a drink. Maybe two drinks, if they can stomach it. He picks a beer of his own and watches Jean-Paul make his way easily through the crowds of hockey jerseys at the bar. He does look out of place, but comfortable with it even so. Something else to like.
Sam is sitting back, totally at ease in a Canadian-themed hockey bar, by the time Jean-Paul gets back.]
I suppose they should go in that order, huh? [He takes a drink from the pint glass, and when he speaks again it's still easily, but just a little more subdued.] I was in the 58th Pararescue, two tours, but I lost my wingman over there, Riley. It was a night mission. Never saw the RPG coming, never figured out point of origin, he was just gone, nothing I could do. It wasn't as easy to remember why I was over there after that.
In truth, Sam's impressed that Jean-Paul is going along with his very sarcastic choice. They can stay for a drink. Maybe two drinks, if they can stomach it. He picks a beer of his own and watches Jean-Paul make his way easily through the crowds of hockey jerseys at the bar. He does look out of place, but comfortable with it even so. Something else to like.
Sam is sitting back, totally at ease in a Canadian-themed hockey bar, by the time Jean-Paul gets back.]
I suppose they should go in that order, huh? [He takes a drink from the pint glass, and when he speaks again it's still easily, but just a little more subdued.] I was in the 58th Pararescue, two tours, but I lost my wingman over there, Riley. It was a night mission. Never saw the RPG coming, never figured out point of origin, he was just gone, nothing I could do. It wasn't as easy to remember why I was over there after that.
If you like.
[He sips his beer as Sam talks. It's not horrible - the beer, that is, not Sam's story.]
I am genuinely sorry for your loss. When someone is taken from us suddenly, life tends to lose meaning for a time.
[He sips his beer as Sam talks. It's not horrible - the beer, that is, not Sam's story.]
I am genuinely sorry for your loss. When someone is taken from us suddenly, life tends to lose meaning for a time.
[Sam has talked a lot about Riley at the VA. It helps people more than they expect to hear someone else open up about their loss, and he thinks Riley would appreciate being able to help. So it doesn't bring down the mood, it's just a slightly more somber Sam who inclines his head in thanks.]
Thanks, I appreciate that. You're right, it does. And I didn't like that much. I came home and started volunteering at the VA while I took a few classes. It felt good, so I kept doing it. But it didn't leave me much time for a highly active social life.
[And he feels a little like he could ask Jean-Paul who he'd lost, but he really doesn't want to bring the mood down.]
How 'bout you, you're on the market too, what's that about?
Thanks, I appreciate that. You're right, it does. And I didn't like that much. I came home and started volunteering at the VA while I took a few classes. It felt good, so I kept doing it. But it didn't leave me much time for a highly active social life.
[And he feels a little like he could ask Jean-Paul who he'd lost, but he really doesn't want to bring the mood down.]
How 'bout you, you're on the market too, what's that about?
Non, I suspect it wouldn't. Still, it speaks highly of your dedication and desire to help others.
[He laughs brightly.] Oh, no secret there. I'm extremely unlikable.
[He laughs brightly.] Oh, no secret there. I'm extremely unlikable.
You keep saying nice things about me, I'm gonna wind up enjoying this at this rate.
[Sam grins, sitting back, hands wrapped easily around his glass.]
Is that so? Sounds like a secret to me, I haven't seen much evidence of that.
[Sam grins, sitting back, hands wrapped easily around his glass.]
Is that so? Sounds like a secret to me, I haven't seen much evidence of that.
That's my cunning plan.
[Jean-Paul nods, eyes glittering with amusement.]
Non, no secret. I am internationally known for being a difficult bitch. I'm a perfectionist and I don't really care about sparing people's feelings.
[Jean-Paul nods, eyes glittering with amusement.]
Non, no secret. I am internationally known for being a difficult bitch. I'm a perfectionist and I don't really care about sparing people's feelings.
[That earns him an outright laugh, not because Sam doesn't believe him but because he's pretty sure he's met someone like that before, but Stark isn't here having a drink with him.]
Yeah? Internationally, even. Should I be impressed?
Yeah? Internationally, even. Should I be impressed?
I'm the most impressive person you'll ever meet.
So tell me something else about you.
So tell me something else about you.
You come up with that on the spot or is that something you've known for a while, just waiting for the right time to let me know? We made a connection?
[He's got some lofty-ass company to compete against, just saying.]
What do you want to know?
[He's got some lofty-ass company to compete against, just saying.]
What do you want to know?
You'd figure it out once you got home and googled me.
Hn. Family?
Hn. Family?
You don't know I didn't do that while you were getting drinks.
[He didn't.]
Mom's up in Harlem, I have a few people in Philadelphia. My grandmother lives in Atlanta, so that's the hub of it all. Holiday plans get more complicated every year. One of my nieces just got into a Norse mythology phase, so telling her I know Thor has been a lot of fun. It's good. You? Any brothers or sisters?
[He didn't.]
Mom's up in Harlem, I have a few people in Philadelphia. My grandmother lives in Atlanta, so that's the hub of it all. Holiday plans get more complicated every year. One of my nieces just got into a Norse mythology phase, so telling her I know Thor has been a lot of fun. It's good. You? Any brothers or sisters?
You so didn't.
So were you born here, then? Or back in Atlanta? Oh wow, nieces and everything. Big family.
Ouais. Twin sister. I met her when we were in our early twenties.
So were you born here, then? Or back in Atlanta? Oh wow, nieces and everything. Big family.
Ouais. Twin sister. I met her when we were in our early twenties.
No, I didn't. Kinda curious what I'm gonna find, though. I was born in Harlem, kind of a rough neighborhood. Grew up between there and Atlanta. The family's a little spread out now, but we come together at Thanksgiving.
That must've been a little hard for you two. Did you know about her when you were growing up?
That must've been a little hard for you two. Did you know about her when you were growing up?
How rough is 'kind of rough'? I'm never sure in America because of your shitty gun control.
Non. Our parents died when we were very small. I was adopted - she was sent to be raised by nuns. My adopted parents died when I was six and I do not know if they ever intended to tell me about her.
Non. Our parents died when we were very small. I was adopted - she was sent to be raised by nuns. My adopted parents died when I was six and I do not know if they ever intended to tell me about her.
Rougher than you're picturing. My dad died when I was nine, trying to stop a couple rival gangs from shooting each other up. He was a minister. That kind of rough. That was the first time I went to live in Atlanta for a while.
[So he never knew his birth parents, or his twin sister, and his adopted parents died when he was six? It's starting to come together a little bit, why Sam is picking up so much "don't get close to me" static.] How've things been with your sister, then? You two lean on each other these days, or are you still mostly standing on your own?
[So he never knew his birth parents, or his twin sister, and his adopted parents died when he was six? It's starting to come together a little bit, why Sam is picking up so much "don't get close to me" static.] How've things been with your sister, then? You two lean on each other these days, or are you still mostly standing on your own?
That's definitely very rough. Was it difficult to grow up without a father figure?
Well. Better, these days. We've both grown up a lot and come to terms with a few issues. She means the world to me, even if we fight a lot.
Well. Better, these days. We've both grown up a lot and come to terms with a few issues. She means the world to me, even if we fight a lot.
A little, I won't lie. But it wasn't so bad. There was a lot of love around.
I'm glad you found each other. Even if you fight a lot. I fought plenty with my sisters. Still do, on occasion. You see each other a lot, or is it more phone calls?
I'm glad you found each other. Even if you fight a lot. I fought plenty with my sisters. Still do, on occasion. You see each other a lot, or is it more phone calls?
Have any uncles or older cousins?
Do you? I have no idea what's normal. We do, ouais, because we can both cross the country easily.
Do you? I have no idea what's normal. We do, ouais, because we can both cross the country easily.
None that I saw all that often. I had to grow up a little fast.
What's normal for you isn't gonna be what's normal for people who aren't you. Normal is a very relative idea. That's something that comes up a lot for vets coming home. They think they're not normal, but it's just that their idea of normal doesn't fit the people around them right away. [Sam laughs.] Sorry, man, I guess it's still a reflex to pick up on that kind of thing when someone says it.
What's normal for you isn't gonna be what's normal for people who aren't you. Normal is a very relative idea. That's something that comes up a lot for vets coming home. They think they're not normal, but it's just that their idea of normal doesn't fit the people around them right away. [Sam laughs.] Sorry, man, I guess it's still a reflex to pick up on that kind of thing when someone says it.
I understand that very well.
Non, it's fine. [He sips his beer.] You're completely right, and it was a stupid term for me to use.
She has some mental issues, and I am... me, so. Sometimes it's difficult. But we try.
Non, it's fine. [He sips his beer.] You're completely right, and it was a stupid term for me to use.
She has some mental issues, and I am... me, so. Sometimes it's difficult. But we try.
[He manages to resist breaking down calling it a stupid term to use. It's not needed right now. He's here on a date, this isn't a getting-to-know-you talk before he takes someone on as a client.]
All right, so. Think that covers the deep mental traumas part of the evening, or do we get a couple vodka horrors and dig in?
All right, so. Think that covers the deep mental traumas part of the evening, or do we get a couple vodka horrors and dig in?
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