She was very much a morning person, in the sense that she would always wake early, no matter how little sleep she’d had. It was sometimes unfortunate, because Diana would’ve loved the experience of sleeping in, but even if she stayed abed for a time, she still couldn’t sleep much later than perhaps eight. Time was a bit of a construct, but she’d adapted to it anyway. She could tell from Dick’s pajamas that he was perhaps not a morning person, and she appreciated this meeting all the more.
Diana knew ahead of time based on context clues that Dick was not only gay but had a significant other, and so her first viewing of him was seen through the eyes of one who knew she was not at all his type, but still, Dick was a handsome man. Apparently, Diana liked to pick out pretty friends. One point for Diana, thank you. That thought almost made her burst out giggling, but she kept it in and instead smiled, looking up at Dick with all the laughter she’d choked back in her warm brown eyes.
“Good morning!” A chirp, almost too bright, but then, Diana could be as bright as the sun on occasion. Unfortunately for the mortals, the sun burned. “I am Diana, but you knew that.” Another grin, and the slightest breath of a giggle, and Diana reached out to help him ferry his cereal and both coffees to the table. “Is one of these for me, or do you just love coffee that much?”
Teasing, because she knew better, and so she took the mug intended for her and had a sip. “Thank you.” There were sugar packets and other such on the table, so Diana could adjust her coffee as needed, and she did need sugar. She still blamed this entirely on Steve Trevor and his introduction to ice cream, because now here she was just pouring straight sugar into things. “I shall take that to mean that I did indeed find my people, then.”
After all, Kal had told her that when she left here, she should find people. Any people, and make them hers. Friends, not conquests, but if Dick was here telling her that he had an incognito name that went right along with Wonder Woman, Batman, and Superman, she was fairly sure that she had found her people. Superman was Kal’s thing, and he had not made his debut in Diana’s proper reality yet, but she had met him here already.
Someday, assuming she remembered this time when (if) she went home, this would all be very, very funny. At the moment, though, she simply felt off balance and tired, in a way that Diana didn’t think she was supposed to be able to be tired. “It is lovely to meet you properly, in any case. If apparently a little early.”
And that did it, now Diana couldn’t hold back the laughter, and she brought a hand up to cover her mouth.