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Olga stared at Sergei and slightly wide and bright eyes of awe. See! He totally had a friend! Well, one that wasn't her---but Sergei actually claimed this Han Solo guy, so that really said a lot.

Olga sighed, softly and wistfully as she stared at him.

She wished she was in that guy's shoes. Sergei actually acknowledged him. Also, people spent long times in relationships trying to get out of the friendzone, and the irony was not lost on her that she was trying really hard just to get into the friendzone. "So the rouge-ish type, huh?" Olga tilted her head, and tried to imagine this dude next to Sergei. "Where is he now---Oh!"

Well then.

"What good reason is that?" Olga asked with faux-innocence, shooting him a grin before she recited her order to the waitress. "Eggs Benedict, please! Thank you!" The waitress took away their menus, and promised to be back soon with their drinks. Olga looked away from her back to Sergei, where she gave him a fox eyed smile as she clasped her hands together and rested them on the table top. "Because we're hanging out? That's what friends do!" She didn't bother waiting for a rebuttal as she launched into some questions.

"How's your Winter Break so far? Did your first semester go well?" Actually...she was really itching to talk magical business with him too---that was coming up soon enough.

Olga wondered how you could not know where your friend was, but then again, maybe that's just of type of friends they were? Hmmm. Regardless...she kind of hoped he'd pop up eventually. She wanted to meet him! This Han Solo guy who Sergei actually claimed as a friend...

She glanced up and thanked the waitress as a glass of water and the pot of coffee was brought, along with a small bowl of creamers. She watched as she flipped their mugs, and then filled them with coffee before leaving the pot and going away again. "Don't you have any fun at school?" She asked with a bit of a grin as she dragged her coffee over to her, and put in one sugar and some creamer. "Good! The first semester was awesome, and Winter Break is great! Admittedly, I don't know quite exactly what to do with all this time on my hands---it's just really different back home. I live on a cattle ranch, yeah? Just busy from sun up until sun down every day." Granted, she was still busy here. "But I have things to keep me busy! Like part-time work and writing and---"

She took a sip of her coffee, and then leaned forward on the table, resting on her elbows and so that she could lower her voice. "Have you been---yanno---doing magical patrolling?"

"Aww, don't say that! Yeah, it's work, but considering it's pre-emptive work for what you wanna make a career out of, I'd hope you'd be enjoying it!" Olga blinked, and then gasped as she remembered. She snapped her fingers. "Oh yeah! I do! Er---I did---I am apart of a gym!" She bopped her forehead with the palm of her hand. "I take kick boxing classes there, and I also work out!" Olga nodded her head and beamed.

"Mhm! Yes, and yup! Raise cattle, breed cattle, move cattle, and yeah, butcher too---" She paused. "Not there though, yeah? One of my uncles actually runs a butchery, so he works with my dad when it's time---oh, and we also have sheep! For wool. That's mom's thing---and we also breed and raise a small group of horses for ranch work." Olga paused that line of conversation though to pick up the magical one. She made a dismayed face.

"Whaaat? What are you too busy with?"

"Well---first it was for exercise and it seemed fun---but now it's for defense and a means of attack---" Olga snorted, choking a bit on her coffee. "I wish I was secretly Black Widow!" She cried. "Sadly, I'm no where near as cool or deadly---or Russian." She gave a solemn nod at the lack of her Russian-ness.

As Sergei explained why he didn't go on magical adventures, Olga's mock solemn look faded to disbelief as she stared at him. It morphed into a look of disbelief and also staring at Sergei like he was an alien. Which he was. So was she. Apparently, according to that one Negaverse agent. But that was besides the point right now.

"Uh---" Olga's eyes widened. "She wants that---like all the time." She told him. "I met her---Polaris---she's really awesome and amazing---and she was saving a cat out of a tree when I met her---but we talked about what I could do as a non-magical person at the time to help, and she encouraged me to take kick boxing classes if I hadn't already, and to get weapons and to be vigilant---so---" She leaned, resting on her elbows and staring at the Russian man intensely.

"As one of her knights, I bet she wants you to be out and patrolling and going on magical adventures all the time! Not just when she says so specifically---that being said---" Olga grinned at him excitedly. "Be my magical patrolling partner!"

"Well, duh I'm not Polaris---" She replied, not at all put off (of course) by his shut down and once again denial. "If I was, you'd be patrolling a whole heck of a lot more, and you'd say yes right now! Her hands left the table to raise up in exclamation, like she was trying to grasp logic that Sergei was so obviously missing.

"But why are you wasting such a gift by not doing something with it?" She just couldn't understand that. "As someone who wants to become a police officer, to, yanno, protect and serve the population of Destiny City---the whole magical thing goes hand in hand!" Her hands got more empathetic as she spoke. "You can do so much more! Just think of how much better a protector you'd be if you actually worked with being a knight---" Olga suddenly paused, and her eyes went a bit wide as she stared at him. Her hands had frozen in air, and then she planted them flat on the table. She leaned forward a bit more, and stared at him.

"I was kidnapped. By the terrorists---and it wasn't just me---it was like fifteen or twenty or so others---civilians---and we were taken to an abandoned carnival on the outskirts of the city and held hostage, but also given a choice---join or die." She shuddered at the memory, because it was very much looking like she'd die. "And I almost did, too, because I certainly wasn't going to join them---but then me and everyone else was saved---by magical people. Senshi and knights---" She pointed a finger at him. "We were gone for about two days, too! It wasn't the police who rescued us, but the senshi and knights. I'd be dead right now if it wasn't for them."

Her face burned red, and not with the shy kind of embarrassment, but with shameful embarrassment. The questions he asked were all things she had thought about after she'd been kidnapped. Things she had tried to double and triple check, because after it was said and done, she had known she had the potential to be in big trouble. It'd been a few months now, since the incident, and while she felt like she had skated by for the most part, there was always that small nagging thought every now and then.

"No, they didn't---I didn't have it on me that night---and they only know my middle name---" Her lips twisted. "It's been a few months!" She interjected. "Since then---if they haven't found me now, then I got lucky---" Her lips twisted more, and her fists clenched on the table. "I don't understand---" Her tone was a mix of exasperation and desperation. "You have this amazing potential, and you don't want to use it? You're just going to waste it? I wanted so badly to be a knight, before, to have some kind of chance against all the crazy things here, and you had it, and you're just---"

So unfair.

"That's like Captain America having gone through the experiment, and then just deciding to stay at home and not lift a finger. How can he be your idol, and you're ignoring this calling?" She just couldn't accept 'I don't want to' as an plausible answer. It was right up there with 'because'.

"Well---yeah---but---" Olga paused, because while she wanted to protest this somehow, she didn't exactly have a solid rebuttal. She could only fall back on the fact that it had been a few months and no one had come after her yet. Oh! Wait! "Well, it's okay if they come after me this time." She replied, confidently. "I can do something about it now---"

She was stunned into speechless though by Sergei's words. Like literally stunned speechless. She just stared at him with slightly wide eyes and her mouth parted a bit. She was so surprised she didn't even say anything as the waitress stopped by to drop off their food.

He...would...but why Tuesday of all days? Any day but he picked Tuesday...

"Okay---" She started, but this was Olga so of course there was something else coming. "Alone. But every other Tuesday patrol with me!"