"Oh, come on!"
Sometimes, the trials and tribulations of Gotham are just as mundane as those in any other big city. Traffic jams. Garbage strikes. A truck full of barrels of God only knows what kind of industrial waste, overturned in Midtown, on 18th Street near East City Park. Sucks to be someone who drives to and from work, doesn't it? Hell
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Oh, Gotham. Livvie loves you so, except when she doesn't and would like to chuck the lot of you into the ocean.
So she's peeking into cars, grinning at kids and shrugging at irate adults and...oh hey, it's a Dan! Have a waving Livvie, Dan!
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He has no idea who this girl waving at him is.
But, hey, okay. He can smile and wave back.
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Poor Dan.
She stops and motions that he roll down the window. All the intermittent honking and yelling? There's no way she can be heard over all that and through a window.
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He does this, in fact. There's jazz playing on the Scion's stereo.
"Can I help you?"
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Hoping for the former.
"Do you need to call work or something, tell them about all this?" It's early still so he could have, presumably, been commuting. And hey! Livvie likes helping out people she kind of sort of knows. She's not going to re-introduce herself like some old ex-girlfriend or something, that just seems a bit much. "You can use my cell."
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He manages to keep most of the utter terror* off of his face, at least.
*Note: This may be because it's not so much 'utter terror' as just socially-anxious dread of another incredibly awkward conversation, and maybe a sliver of irrational wondering whether he's being followed.
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Obviously that isn't going to be today.
She doesn't sigh but she does give Dan an odd little smile. "Well, maybe I'll run into you sometime in the future. Hopefully not in a traffic jam!" Bye, Dan! Livvie's waving and going away now, don't forget to breathe.
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"...um. Bye..."
Dammit, he screwed up, didn't he.
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