Ennie, Meenie, Minnie, Moe...

[eastside_thing]

Ben had moved on up when it came to the bars this weekend. No more bars where he didn’t know half the people. Sure, Ed’s wasn’t classy but he knew the people and he knew the regulars and the not so regulars. A couple of his old friends would drop by and his ‘newer’ friends dropped by too. And right now, his mind was mulling on two things. How to

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[eyeofthetigra]

Ben wouldn't have to worry about how to track Tigra down for much longer. After her botched attempt at taking Araña out, she needed a drink.

Well, actually she needed a lay good night, but one thing at a time.

This was a new bar to her so she wasn't in her Tigra form, although if she'd known the Thing came here regularly, she would have gone in her feline form.

"Ben!" Oh. it'd been too long since she'd tried to work her charms on him.

[eastside_thing]

He was about to take a sip of his beer, his fingers perfectly balacing the somewhat delicate handle on the frothy mug, when he heard the familiar voice. Ben glanced to the side and it took him a second to recognize Greer’s human form. It always took a moment, he was used to the fur.

“Well hey there, Doll, long time no see.” He grinned at her.

Ben’s luck was going wonderfully, though he wondered for a moment if his form was going to change within in the next two weeks. That’s usually what happens in the long run and danged if he hadn’t bought a new suit.

[eyeofthetigra]

Greer took a seat next to Ben.

"Where you been keeping yourself? Too busy to fight super villains with me?"

[eastside_thing]

"Busy fightin' other villains that like ta pop out of the wood works, darlin'." Ben noted, waving the tender over. "Whatever the lady wants. On me." It's a way of making him feel less guilty on what he needs to do. Besides, it's been a while since he chatted with Tigra.

"Though lately, doin' a deed worst than fightin' off ol' bug heads and metal faces. I've been baby sittin'."