There were very few days where Ecstasy wasn't the epitome of happiness, and she could find it anywhere; in her club, in Queens, in tuna fish sandwiches. Tonight, however, she was trying her best to find it in nature, and everyone knows that when you're in New York City, Central Park was the place to go for that. After sending a text message to MJ to let him know that she was out on a walk and that she'd be home in a little while for her "punishment," Ecstasy practically bounced into the Park.
She wasn't dressed overly fancy, though no one could really tell what she was wearing under her black trench coat. Even still, she knew people were curious since she had on her fishnets and platform Mary Janes with the cute little silver kitty buckles on them. She had a song on her lips as she walked, her pigtails no longer there since she had gone home to shower after the subway deal earlier in the day.
Closing her eyes as she felt that getting-to-be-familiar tingling, her dark eyes popped open before she started looking around. Eventually her eyes landed on the smiling god with the newspaper, and she made her way towards him. "Looks like you've got some good news," she offered with a smile, and promptly shoved her hands into her coat pocket so she wouldn't reach out to pet him.