- I can make us a reservation... when do you want to go?

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Darcy runs alongside him for a few meters before flinging up a web at a lamp post and swinging from that onto a building, then another, and another.... until they're in her old neighborhood.

Beneath her mask, Darcy smiles. But all he can see is her hooded head nodding before she points Northeast.

"I haven't been to Bed Stuy in a few nights. Let's check it out."

She likes to go by her old apartment at least once a week and make sure everyone is okay.

"As a matter of fact, I just started my patrol. Guess I wouldn't mind a little company..." she replies in an airy tone that belies how much she really would enjoy some companionship tonight.

"Mean Green. Long time no see."

"Best two out of three sounds good. As long as we're not going to knockouts of course!" Darcy specifies, always careful to set parameters and rules before going into a situation. She likes knowing those kind of things.

"Ohhh I never knew the word for that! Yeah I used to watch WWE with my tío! It's like a telenovela, but with hitting. So, we do one of those three and that will count as a win for that round? Or, well, a knockout is probably the end of the whole match..."

It wouldn't be very sporting for Darcy to have a rock hard shell and electrocute her fellow spider. She wants to make this harder for herself, on purpose.

"I know what a knockout is. And submission is tapping out? But what's a pinfall? I'm not familiar with that term."

Darcy can respect that for sure.

"Straight up hand to hand combat sound good? No webs, weapons, or other special abilities if you have 'em. I won't zap you or use my exoskeleton. How you wanna keep score?"