Current mood:

happy

Dinner with a Friend
Misha escorted his date into Sala on Bowery with a smile. Darlene had only been a little insulting - only to him, never to any of the girls that Anya had undoubtedly designated as friends and teammates in the AI's computer files - and it was a good day over all. It wasn't often all his 'wives' were home at the same time, so getting to spend time with Sylvie was a treat. Nothing like a reality check from a girl who saw you run around in your underwear trying to be Spider-man or Namor.

"So tell me all about it," he instructed after the waiter took their drink requests.