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Bruce Banner ([personal profile] greenalterego) wrote in [community profile] code_blue2013-07-10 04:22 pm

apologies mine [for Pepper (totherescue)]

[Cue one awkwardly lingering Bruce Banner, complete with a brown paper bag with fancy restaurant logo and a sheepish expression as he waits outside her office.]

Um- I didn't have an appointment, but I thought you might be working late? [After hours in Stark Tower and even Pepper's loyal receptionist has clocked out.]
totherescue: Dreacons (Wines)

[personal profile] totherescue 2013-07-21 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
She ought to be the one to apologize. After all, they're supposed to be having dinner, yet here she is playing 101 Questions. She can't help it, though. As much time as she's spent around Bruce, given his presence at the Tower, she doesn't know a whole lot about him outside of Tony's excited ramblings (Tony really does think highly of both Bruce and his green alter-ego). Any opportunity she has to get to know the good doctor on her own, outside of Tony or SHIELD, is a good one.

However, she does need to let him eat.

"In that case..." She shifts a bit to lean back against her chair, crossed legs swaying idly as she picks up her own sandwich. "Voulez-vous me rencontrer mercredi à sept?"

Will you meet me here Wednesday at seven? She doesn't know if he's spent any time in France, but she's cheeky enough to test the waters anyway.
totherescue: Hollow Art (Interested)

[personal profile] totherescue 2013-07-25 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Pepper isn't sure how appropriate it is to find a Doctor of Nuclear Physics adorable, but Bruce manages to pull it off so flawlessly that she has no other choice. Of course, at some point between now and Mamma Mia she'll need to figure out exactly what this all means. While Wednesday evening could very well could be nothing more than a simple evening show between friends, she knows better than to hang her hat on that notion. Pepper has plenty of friends, and not one of them has ever come to her office after hours to bring her dinner. And even if one had, she can't say she would feel compelled to show appreciation for the gesture by asking them to join her on Broadway.

She wonders if perhaps they're treading on shaky ground, but those thoughts are immediately squashed when he flashes her another grin.

From the frying pan into the fire...