Re: Marvel: Ronan/Babs
[Ronan was pretty close to how Barbara imagined him. Cute and a little hyper. He was friendly, no doubt about that, and it eased her nerves a lot. Being regular old Barbara was hard. It was always easier being Batgirl, right? Dead sober, barking out orders, expecting the most out of everyone. Barbara wasn't like that all the time and in fact when she was just Babs, she could be something of a total failboat about some super obvious things. Anyone who read comics could see that she could be the Batgirl, except there was a bigger human element on display. She was, after all, just a 20-something trying to figure things out.]
Yeah, it's for you! [Barbara smiled and it was an inch less nervous than it had been a moment before. She poked her head through the door to get a look at his bedroom and her smile turned into a flat out grin.] Ohmygod! Yes, I'd love a pregame shot. Tequila is my jam. [Ronan closed the door behind them and she took the opportunity to smack her forehead lightly. Who said "my jam" anymore? When Babs turned, she walked deeper into the bedroom, looking around and trying not to seem like a snoop.] So, do you live here alone? With someone?