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Just a quicky that I thought up today and just had to write it down!

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Greg Sanders had been given the night off and was not going to waste it; he decided he would take a short trip to New York for a change in scenery, he flew there straight after work and landed later on and booked into a hotel, afterwards he entered his room, laid out his things, got ready and left

Walking down streets in New York was magical as they lights buzzed and the atmosphere was high, a different feeling to Las Vegas as he was used too, after half an hour of walking he found a nice, cosy bar in the centre and he decided to get a drink

"Whatcha want mate?" The bartender asked him

"Erm… Lemonade" Greg replied

"Okay, is that it?"

"Yeah?"

"On its way" He left to get Greg's drink so Greg took the opportunity to glance around at the few people who were either drinking or having a meal

One woman attracted his attention and as soon as he collected his drink he slowly made his way to her, her hair was a bold, scarlet red colour with eyes that could kill, "Hey, you're by yourself…"

*sigh* "Sit down" She purred

Greg sat down, awkwardly, and quietly sipped his drink, "What's your name?" He asked

"Nancy… Nancy Rockanoff, you?"

"Greg Sanders… Las Vegas, you're not Russian by any chance?" He replied

"Yes, Sanders sounds shortened too"

"Sanderson, I'm Norwegian, where do you work?"

"I'm a cop, you?"

"CSI…"

"Police Department by any chance?"

"LVPD, why?"

"That's okay, you're not just anyone then… I actually an agent"

"For who, FBI, CIA, NSA, NCIS…M.I.5, 6… G.I.5…"

"No, no nothing like that, have you heard of S.H.I.E.L.D?"

"Hmmm, kind of, isn't that like top secret government or something?"

"Yeah, something like that…"

"Say… You look like that… that Black… Black Canary?"

"You mean Black Widow, Black Canary is blonde, and I'm auburn… Shit"

"So you are Black Widow?"

"Don't tell anyone, my boss will kill me!"

"S'kk your secrets safe with me, I saw you on the news when Manhattan got attacked, your hair was different to it's now straight style, I saw you in something else too with crimped hair… you change a lot?"

"How do you know so much about hair…? You're just… Sandy"

"I used to have it blonde…"

"Wow!"

"No wait, before that it was dark brown, but then I went blonde, after that I was light brown and it's now kind of sandy…"

"Again, wow!"

"I only use hair straighteners and it's just kind of goes how it wants to I suppose, you?"

"Hmm, I had it curlyish, but I went smooth for bit before having it a multitude of styles before sticking with spikes but my brown hair kept coming through my dye so I changed to a wavy style for about two years or so before going short and eventually it came like this… anything else?"

"Wow… Frickin wow!" She was gobsmacked

Just then, a small dude came in the door of the bar and made his way to them, "Hey, Tash… who's this?"

"Clint, names?" She gestured to Greg

"Oh…"

"Don't worry, he's law enforcement" Tash explained

"I'm sorry Greg but duty obviously calls" She stared at Clint who shrugged

She grabbed a napkin and somehow made a pen appeared, "Here's my phone number… if I have a hair crisis or you just want to talk, give me a ring so get yours too"

Tash left with Clint

Greg just sat there, although he couldn't tell anyone who he met, Nick was not going to believe he had woman's phone number…

FIN

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