Gotta Love DC

[mrs_dibny]

Sue was always closer to her two weird uncles than she ever was to the rest of the family - even her own parents. Uncle Manny died before she met Ralph but he gave her three very valuable abilities: the ability to speak (and swear in) Yiddish, the ability to play poker and figure odds for the ponies, and, lastly, an appreciation for who did what

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[amanda_waller]

Waller finds these social events a nessesary evil these days. She prefers doing field work where there are fewer questions. With Pete Ross in office, politics have become more important as a means of keeping your job. Anyone who had been apart of the Luthor era has been met with constant scrutiny. Waller has seen her share and scared away most of her detractors.

She swirls her drink, the ice cubes clattering against the glass and each other. It's better than listening to a droning IRS Chief of Accounting.

Just keep smiling Waller, Boomerbutt was more annoying than any politician. Her smile broadens with memories of leaving Captain Boomerang on a deserted island.

[mrs_dibny]

"I think I probably need to talk to you tonight," Sue says casually as she breezes up to Waller, knowing damn well who she is. "Susan Dibny. I've been appointed liaison between the JLA and the UN."

[amanda_waller]

"Of course", Waller excuses herself from the IRS Chief taking advantage of a break in the crowd to follow Sue anywhere else.

[mrs_dibny]

Sue is good at this. She moves off to a table off to the side of the dance floor where the string quintet is not projecting, but their conversation will be blocked by much of the ambient noise.

"I see that you're still in superhuman affairs. Looks like you've been promoted out in the open, too. Congratulations."

[amanda_waller]

Amanda smiles to hide her real opinion about being in the open. She honestly felt the promotion was a punishiment, to keep certain people closer than others. Smiling and taking a blow with a cheery attitude is a skill she has had to learn the hard way over the years.

"Thank you," she lifts her glass to Sue, "and to your new position."

"May no good deed ever go unpunished." Waller toasts with a smirk.

[mrs_dibny]

"Hear, Hear," she raises a glass to that. She is detecting a general note of under-enthusiasm in Waller. "So is Luthor's parole program going to continue She knows damn well which one.

[amanda_waller]

"Oh that..." Waller quips, not really liking the reference. She takes a drink and files the comment under 'This is Sue were talking about.' "Really Sue, that was Reagan era stuff. I wouldn't encourage Luthor toward the Task Force X program. He would have way too much fun with that."

[mrs_dibny]

Right...which is why there were Amazon POWs going after the Brownstone. She swirls around her drink a little. "A lot of things can be done when you have a president who isn't in a position to know much."

[amanda_waller]

This sounds a little too much like an accusation for Amanda to ignore. She would like to be civil about this evening, but it seems clear that Sue has an issue.

"Really Sue," Amanda places her drink on the table, "why don't you explain that to me."

[mrs_dibny]

No, Sue's still civil, but...It's Waller, and there's history.

"There were some Amazons POWs trying to get to Superman's child right before he was born." She looks to Waller. "Not to say the DEO or Cadmus has made their own little pockets of people during Luthor's time. He was far too slick for that. What I think IS fair to say is that there's a lot of chaos right now and therefore some people are going to be hoarding nuts like squirrels."

"This isn't me accusing you of anything, Waller. This is me offering a point of contact with the JLA so bad ideas don't get repeated."

[amanda_waller]

Sue made a good point, there has been a serious squirrel problem lately. Mostly over small amounts of government money set aside for something that has been forgotten. A small amount of money for the government being around 20 million dollars. Enough to ruin political carreers if not properly smoke screened.

"Of course, Sue." blowing off the obvious bait tactic earlier, "Yes, we don't want bad ideas to spread." She takes her drink back unafraid to take a healthy swig. "Something I have had to learn once I made it to the Cabinet is that the more public a figure you are, the less people are going to be willing to approach you about the things that go bump in the night. Not that I don't trust you, Sue, it just alot of people like to watch."

[mrs_dibny]

The bait was there to see what she'd do with it. Sue's smile is a bit softer.

"You watch your lawn. I'll watch mine. To be crass, if some dog choses to shit in your yard, it generally doesn't contain itself to just your yard." She hands Waller a card with just a number on it.

[amanda_waller]

Waller doesn't bother to look at the card, she just places it a coat pocket.

Sue? Crass?

"As long as were being honest. If a dog takes a shit in my yard, I kill him and bury him someplace else." Waller can't help but snicker before she adds,"I hate dogs."

Waller takes anthor good swig of her drink.

"Although I am beginning to wonder if we both are living in the same yard."

[mrs_dibny]

"Very good question that," she admits, drinking a little bit more of the champagne. JLI was a grand example of not quite being in step with your surroundings. "I'd say the answer is 'depends.' Depends on the person, depends on their duties to other places, depends on their belief structure..."

[amanda_waller]

Amanda leans onto the table as she listens to Sue dance around the topic.

"You are going to hear this eventually, so I might as well be the messenger...bad idea prevention." Waller swirls her drink, "Just as we get rid of the Thief Executive, who had a bad reputation with the JLA. We get a new President, who I support, that has a serious connection to the JLA. Plus, we have a Vice President whom I know for a fact is majorly affiliated with the JLA. It starts to look like regime change, Sue, and in all the chaos it has alot of people worried."

[mrs_dibny]

"As in, 'you're afraid we're taking over?'" Sue shakes her head. "The men on the moon have enough to worry about. They vote, but sending me to these things is as far as they will go."