John Constantine and Carol Danvers
John stopped to look at whoever it was that had spoken to him. He had stopped just before he had been about to take a drink, his mouth still open a little as he looked her over. She was attractive, that was certain but there was something about her couldn't quite place his finger on. Maybe it lay in what she said, or something in her presence he felt he could recognise without knowing her.
"Over two decades?" he asked, smirking and raising his eyebrows briefly before he took a drink from his bottle. "I haven't had one since yesterday and that was enough time for me" he added casually. "I'd ask if you're new around here but it's not like I've been sociable enough to really talk to that many people around here. My name's John Constantine. And your is?" he asked curiously.