Excision (Izzy)

Barbara shook her head and pointed at her motorcycle, right out the window and parked on the curb. "Yeah, probably. It's already hard to sell people that I'm back up and walking again. If I get on video doing parkour? Yeah, no." She quickly shushed Petra as the waitress came back with their cake, thanking her politely. She opened up her napkin, grabbed her fork, and started to dig in.

"Speaking of suits by the way, if I hear Dick's voice come outta you tonight, I'm leaving you on a rooftop in the middle of town."

Petra smiled lightly as she pointed at the motorcycle in plain view on the street. Right. That made a whole lot more sense. She even giggled lightly at her ruminations on being caught on video doing parkour. That'd get a lot of hits on YouTube for sure. She promptly silenced herself and would thank the waitress with a nod. She let Barbara get the first bite, since she was paying for it and all- at least in a manner of speaking. When she had, Petra would take her own fork and get a bite for herself. Her eyes lit up. "Wow! This actually is really good."

When Barbara mentioned the voice thing, she gave a playful roll of her eyes. "Well there's no need with you, now is there? I'm happy to let you listen to my natural voice, if my dulcet tones are really that important to you." Well, there was at least a half decent attempt at flirting.