It is, perhaps, a bit early to start drinking, but it's Sunday, and it's not like either of them is going to church this morning, after all. Sonia takes the bottle, adds a couple fingers of kick to her coffee, and settles down at her kitchen table, which is just big enough for two (when one of the two is Bane's size).
She doesn't entertain much.
"So you're trying to ingratiate yourself with MCU, that makes sense," she says. "Why are you here, though? You think I'll be easy to manipulate because you had sex with and brought me a coffee maker?"
No one has ever accused Sonia of assuming the best of people.
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Date: 2011-07-22 02:17 am (UTC)She doesn't entertain much.
"So you're trying to ingratiate yourself with MCU, that makes sense," she says. "Why are you here, though? You think I'll be easy to manipulate because you had sex with and brought me a coffee maker?"
No one has ever accused Sonia of assuming the best of people.