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[Locked to Thomas B]
Rogers and Stark are taking care of Barnes. He's killing Hydra agents, so tell your undead he's doing us all a favor and to simmer down. Either way, it sounds like retrieval is in progress.

For the record, I had an impossible time getting Captain Tightlipped to tell me anything. I can't believe he's giving it up to your love interest, so let the poor woman's brain go. She's probably useless to you as a spy, and getting laid would be much more valuable.

Lastly, your kid wants karate lessons so she can beat up some boy in her class. Feel like contributing?

Who: Audrey II Sharon Carter and Max Main
Where: Mushik's Skid Row Florist, Skid Row, Downtown, New York City Somewhere that's green Mayflowers, East Village
What: Feed me, Seymour. Oh just lady stuff.
When: Well, remember that total eclipse of the sun we had about a week ago? Wednesday!
Warnings: Suddenly Sharon...

( On the twenty-fifth day of the month of February, in an early year of a decade that is exactly the one we are in. The human race suddenly encountered a deadly threat to its very existence. And this terrifying enemy surfaced, as such enemies often do, in the seemingly most innocent and unlikely, of places..... )

[Locked to Steve R]
Did everything get worked out with Carter? Also, I have a question about Barnes and HYDRA, since I got dragged into this.

[Locked to Sharon C]
Better?

[Max M.]

How's our girl?

[Pepper P.]

Ready for spring?

[Natasha R.]

Progress?

[Luke & Wren H.]

Are you well?

[On 15 February a 5 star yelp review shows up from Yelp Elite Reviewer "NYHedgeFunGuy156" for Mayflowers.

"Yesterday was Valentine's Day. I remembered it was Valentine's Day the day before yesterday, yes, yes I know. This was a tragic mistake on my part. But - have no fear. 1-800-Flowers same day delivery to the rescue right?

WRONG. I couldn't have been more wrong. They came in a box.

With instructions on how to cut the stems.

With a squished teddy bear.

And a dusty vase.

My wife nearly left me. Nearly.

So this this morning I phoned the first flower shop Google provided me with. BIG MISTAKE (See 1 star yelp review left prior to this one.)

So. Instead. I picked the last place google provided me with. And that place was Mayflowers. I phoned them up.

I'm not going to lie, they sounded a little surprised to be speaking to someone on the telephone, I think they thought I might I have been prank calling them at first.

And while I wouldn't say I had a professional experience, I certainly felt comfortable explaining exactly what happened, handing over my credit card information. And whatever it was they sent over to my wife at her office before she was off work that day saved my marriage. Thank you also for the next 15 years of outlook invitations for Valentine's Day.

I will never use another florist again in this city, and neither should you. I can't wait to schlep out to the East Village and weep openly and in person rather than just over the phone."

Over the next several days more and more similar reviews from more and more users, some new, some old begin popping up as well. Clearly there is a place to go in this city when you need to cut through the bullshit and get your act together....]

Thanks for all the grapes, whoever you are. I'm not sure I even put a dent in them, but I sure tried.

[Max M]

Can I come see Gus and Lia?

[Barbara G]

Okay...How'd it go? The Valentine? I'm your Cupid. My name is Evie.

[Max M]

So did it work out OK in the end?

[Max M/Sharon C]

Hey Shirley,

I'm having a team come by tonight to move my crates out of the Brewery to a new location in Jersey that I think will suit my needs better, but thanks for the temp. storage.

Wasn't kidding about the marriage proposal, tell that mid-life crisis of yours that I'm willing to put a ring on it so he better back off.

Do you mind handling the personal stuff once I'm out of the door, I can ask someone else, I probably should have asked first. Sorry about that. Didn't mean to surprise you.

xoxo,

Laverne

[Locked to Steve R]
[She includes the link to a digital copy of this, assuming he has access to DL somewhere.]

It's been a while, Rogers. You probably don't even remember me, but we got a problem.

[Cupid tries, really tries, to get this right. Over the next week Luke, Wren, Jack, Shane, Graham, Clementine, Max, and Ella all get a good day - nothing excessive like winning the $500 million lottery, but Cupid's sense of proportion is off. Whatever would make them happy, whatever they would find memorable, however they would classify a 'good' day is taken to epic levels. Happy becomes happiest, memorable becomes unforgettable, good becomes great.

And on their day, they receive a card with the word Enjoy written in neat, angular writing.]

[It isn't until late morning that the evidence of Ella's wish arrives at both the home of Max M and the home of Ella D. The thin manila envelope is non descript, their names printed in very level, neat handwriting with the return address of a prestigious law firm visible through the window. Inside are the details of the Section 2503(c) trust. Included on the welcome letter is the name of the trustee (Max Main) and the beneficiary (Elizabeth Dean) as well as the current dollar amount in the fund. Cupid, in a zealous attempt to make sure that there was enough, overshot the amount needed by an extra zero and the trust totals in the millions. Ooops.]

[The paperwork shows up on the kitchen counter in a manila envelope. Financial security, outlined on a number of documents setting out a portfolio that runs from low to medium risk, with the expectation of accruing more as it goes. There's a small business card in with the rest, of a financial adviser belonging to a small but very reputable investments and accountancy bank. His name is on the paperwork as the financial manager, and Max's as the portfolio owner.]

[Max M]

Hi there. Me again. :-D [uh oh]

[ETA: Locked: Ella D]

Hi, Ella. It's Sharon Carter. Do you have a minute?

[Locked to Dylan M]

Let me guess? Some unreleased video game.

[Public]

Making wishes is rough business!

[Shane A]

I'm going to Gotham City with Daisy for a night. Would it be alright if we kept staying with you and Graham when we got back?

I'm looking for a permanent solution, I can't go home anymore [...] I got evicted. That's only the second time I've said that out to anyone. [Deep breaths, Evie. Deep breaths.]

I don't think you'd pussyfoot around it if we had to go, but just - don't pussyfoot around it if we have to go, okay?

[Jack C]

How are you? I'm sorry I sassed at you. Are you staying warm enough?

[Max M]

Is Jack ok?

[Group Lock: Bruce W, Selina K, Jason T]

Hi guys, I don't know if you remember me. Evie Sablier? I'm a friend of Luke and Wren's?

I'm coming to Gotham to get seen at the East End Clinic, they treated an injury a bit ago that I want looked at again. [...] I couldn't pay last time, and I can't pay this time, I'm going to help them out answering phones the day of my appointment and the day after.

Can we stay over at your place, Mr. Wayne? Daisy and I? Just one night. I wouldn't be in the way, I can take the trains in and out of the city no problem.

And do you know anyone who might be willing to babysit? I'd take her with me, but I don't want her to catch a cold., or [...] herpes.

[locked to max m]

I don't think they're coming.

[locked to luke h]

Are you okay?

[With ill humor.] What is medical school? What resources do you need for it?

[Locked to "Val" anon]

I'm ready to hit you with the most practical and dull wish. Prepare yourself to be underwhelmed.

[Max M]

Hey lady.

Status on children?

Openings in floral shop?

Number of secret valentines promising to grant wishes?

Keeping Warm?

[Gwen S]

Just checking in. Are you out getting some grass stains at the very least?

I am curious how so many cultures managed to decide the proper way to venerate a martyred religious figure was with chocolate and lingerie. Is this common?

Does this hotel press its will upon us often? It is most [...] disagreeable.