*Thursday*
"Cosima, why didn't you tell me Uncle Ben died?" Delphine laments as she slaps the copy of Spider-Man, along with two dollars, down in front of Cosima.
"Wow, good afternoon to you, too, Delphine."
"I'm sorry," Delphine rests her hand on top of Cosima's. "I didn't mean to be rude, it's just, I was not expecting Uncle Ben to die."
"Yeah, it's sad, but his death is what gave Peter the impetus to embrace his heroic calling in life."
"True, but I just felt bad that Peter had to lose another father figure in his life."
Cosima nods in agreement. "I can't believe you already watched the movie."
"Yes, I purchased a TV and DVD player on my way home from work and watched it after dinner."
"Wait, what?" Cosima interrupts. "You didn't have a TV?"
Delphine shakes her head, "I hadn't gotten around to buying one yet."
"And you bought one, and a DVD player, yesterday? Just to watch the movies I gave you?"
"Yes. I mean, I'm sure I'll watch other things, after I get cable, but yeah, I wanted to watch your movies. There's an electronics store a few blocks from my building, since I live so close, they brought the TV right over."
"Damn, Delphine, when you set your mind to something, I guess there's no stopping you, is there?"
"Nope," Delphine grins.
Cosima grabs their Eskimo Pies and they head over to their bench.
"So, besides Uncle Ben dying, did you enjoy the movie?" Cosima asks between bites.
"Yes, I did, actually."
"What was your favorite part?"
"Hmm, I think I liked the love story between Peter and Mary Jane the best."
"Really?" Cosima asks.
"Yes. Why do you look so shocked?"
"It's just the love story isn't usually anyone's favorite part of a superhero movie. It's usually the villain or the action sequences. Not the sappy stuff."
"What can I say, I guess I like sappy. What was your favorite part?"
"Oh, um, I like when Peter's learning to use his new spidey skills and when he first swings across the city. It's kind of like watching a baby learn to walk for the first time."
"Yeah, that was pretty good, too," Delphine agrees. "Cosima, I've been meaning to ask, you mentioned getting stitches at San Francisco General when you were in high school, did you grow up here in town?"
"Yup, born and raised in good old San Fran. I did my undergrad at Berkley, then spent two years at the University of Minnesota towards my Ph.D. before transferring back here to UCSF. The cold weather in Minnesota did not agree with me. I mean, it gets foggy and chilly here, but that's nothing compared to the frozen tundra Minnesota becomes in the winter. Plus, I kinda got homesick."
"I can understand that. I miss France everyday, especially my friends, my family, the food. Even just knowing where everything is. Here, I'm constantly staring at the map on my phone, trying to figure out which way to go."
"Moving to a new city is hard, but San Francisco is great and if you ever need a tour guide, don't hesitate to ask."
"I may just take you up on that offer one day," Delphine smiles. "So you used to skateboard?"
"Yeah, I still do, actually. It's the quickest way to get around campus."
"But you hurt yourself. Needed stitches. That didn't deter you?"
"Hell no, that only fueled me to be a better boarder, not make careless mistakes like taking a header into a lamp post."
"Merde, a lamp post?"
"Yeah, I tried to jump from the street onto the sidewalk, but my back wheel got caught on the curb and I flew head first into the pole. Needed 6 stitches right here," Cosima points to her forehead.
Delphine starts laughing.
"Is my pain and suffering funny to you?"
"No, it's not that, it's," Delphine points to Cosima's face, "your nose."
"What about my nose? I didn't bang that, just my forehead."
"You have a fine nose, it's just that as you were gesticulating, you managed to get chocolate all over it." Delphine reaches out with her free hand to wipe the chocolate off of Cosima.
Cosima freezes as Delphine's thumb runs down the length of her nose.
"All gone," Delphine declares when she removes her hand.
"Thanks, but, um, now you have chocolate all over your thumb."
"Ah, well, more chocolate for me then," Delphine says as she licks the residue from her finger.
Cosima watches the action, mouth agape. She quickly closes it when Delphine looks back up at her. "So, uh, do you think you'll watch another movie tonight?"
"I wish I could. I have to attend a fundraiser later this evening, so I doubt I'll have time."
"A fundraiser? Sounds fancy."
"Yeah, it's for the hospital, all the heads of the departments have to be there to schmooze potential donors. I, however, do not enjoy schmoozing."
"Really? I think you'd be an excellent schmoozer. You've got a warm personality, you're obviously hella smart, the accent is killer, and the aforementioned supermodel looks don't hurt. I bet the hospital will get tons of donations because of you."
Delphine blushes at the compliments, "Merci, but I doubt that."
"I don't. Hell, if I had a small fortune at my disposal, I'd be writing you a check right now."
"You're sweet."
"You would know," Cosima jokes, tapping her own nose.
"Touché," Delphine grins. "Well, I better get going."
"Yeah, have a good time tonight, bring home the big bucks."
"I'll try. You can expect a full report tomorrow."
"Can't wait. Bye, Delphine."
"Goodbye, Cosima."
They both turn and head off in opposite directions with matching smiles upon their lips. Delphine because she still has the taste of chocolate on her tongue, while Cosima's mind keeps replaying the image of Delphine licking said chocolate off her finger.