Re: [Cafeteria: Gwen & Dylan]
It's only biological if your eggs are real, and you insist the ones here aren't. But I'll save your valuable information for my next residence. [The apartment above the flower shop was gone, and she was kind of glad. The door across the hall there totally reminded her of Flash, and Gwen was kind of hoping she could move wherever MJ had gone, but that wasn't official yet. In the meantime, she was bunking down in the lab, which was super roomy.]
I like media and video games, and I like exploring. [That was super general, but it mostly covered what Gwen liked to do in her spare time. Okay, so she totally didn't mention slinging webs across the Capital, but that was so not a first-conversation-over-eggs topic.] How about you? What are your interests?
[And, like him, she totally had work to do. Her burger was untouched, but she really didn't like meat. It was totally something to eat just because it was out of character, so she didn't feel too badly about not consuming it. She stood, and she picked up her tray, ready to clean up in an appropriate manner before departing. But (before she did that) she scooped her fries onto his plate, since he'd been taking a few.] It was nice meeting you, Dylan. I hope your sister likes the tights.