Jackie Argonis: ~Modestly built but in just the right places. She stands at 5'9", and weighing maybe 130 pounds. She's pale skinned, but judging from her frame and just the all around way she carries herself it's pretty safe to say she doesn't get out much. Certainly no time for a tanning booth, but has a healthy, rosy glow it. Her hair, not quite long enough to brush her shoulders is a medium, cranberry red, cut into a jagged bob, with bangs that are just long enough to cover her eyes. On any normal day out and about, she can be spotted with her makeup done modestly, deep, jade green eyes lined in a thin coating of black eyeliner and maskara, with silver eyeshadow, light peach coloring added to her cheeks, and soft but glossy pink lipstick all painted onto a face that is nice to the eyes in the first place. From her ears dangle large, but thin hoops, somewhat hidden by the hair. Around her neck are a couple of necklaces. One a simple cord with black beads evenly spaced, another black cord with a round pendant on the end, no particular designs to it, and the third what looks to be a small, hand made wooden cross. Her wrists, both of them, sporting an array of bracelets, tangled together, nothing there to really catch the eye with, and a thick banded watch. (more)

Jackie Argonis: Her dress is simple, but fits just right, coming to just above her mid thighs, black, sleeveless, and low cut in the front. Splashes of color along the top, of silver colored threads taking the shapes of jagged flowers, sliding down along her frame to tie in the back, and further on down to the tops of her legs all black crushed velvet, and then the style flares into a black & white print school girl styleish skirt. Her boots cover about three quarters of her shins, polished black leather, bottoms of which actually only about an inch and a half thick. Over her shoulder is slung a laptop case of all things, held tightly and close to her side, her movements slow and careful, and limping somewhat, left leg moving much more stiffly than the right, and sporting a scar from the top of her knee down the center to the bottom~ ((app4)) http://wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&album=1&pos=49

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: Lean and hungry. Poised and dangerous. That’s the words that come to mind when looking upon him. He cuts a striking figure, standing just under six feet and weighing around 160 to 170 pounds. He has a full face, just a hint of tan to otherwise fair skin, frame by shortly cropped, brown hair, a professional cut. Brown eyes carry a look of cocky intelligence to them…this isn’t some mook off the street, this man was born into greatness, and he knows it. He’s dressed in a Italian wool suit, charcoal grey, with vest and a silk tie. Black cap shoes complete the ensemble. He’s got an attitude to him…a look that’s not quite arrogance, not quite simple confidence, but somewhere in between. The world is his…it just needs to realize it.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He slips into the diner with a jingle of the doorbell, letting it shut behind him as he looks around. He grunts a little bit, smoothing the tie under his suit jacket, and makes his way to the counter.

Jackie Argonis: ~She's sitting in a booth, a plate of half eaten dinner pushed to the side, and her laptop open. A scowl of concentration, with her legs stretched out on the seat, her back against the wall, and her fingers frozen in mid stroke of the keys as she glares at the screen~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He looks over at Jackie, raising an eyebrow as he looks her over, and then looks back to the waitress, ordering a ham on white and a coffee. Something to tide him over before he heads back to work. He nods to the woman behind the counter and then turns back around, scanning over the diner, with attention paid to Jackie.

Jackie Argonis: ~She blinks a few times, then slowly looks up, the goosebumps from being watched getting to her. Eyes settle on Francesco, and she gives an almost imperceptible nod. Actually a little relieved at the distraction if only for a moment. She sits up, pops her neck with a bit of a wince, then reaches over for the coffee cup and picks a french fry off the cold plate~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He gives her a nod, and then looks around, frowning. Busy night, no empty tables. He turns and pays for his food, then makes his way over to Jackie's table. "Heya. Seat taken?"

Jackie Argonis: ~She chews on her fry slowly, blinking at him again~ This one is, yeah. But the one across the table isn't. ~Her non-fry wielding hand comes up and snaps the laptop closed~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He chuckles a little and nods. "Thanks." He sets the food down and reaches across the table to shake her hand. "Francesco Giardini. How you doin'?"

Jackie Argonis: ~She reaches out and takes his hand with a light grip and a smirk~ Jackie. Doing alright, how about yourself?

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Ennh. I hate the holiday season." He grins a bit and takes a seat. "But I can't complain too much."

Jackie Argonis: Well I could certainly understand why. ~She picks up her coffee and sips at it, offering him some cold fries despite the plate he brought over~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He raises a hand to wave off the offer. "Nah, thanks. I got enough here t'keep me goin." He nods over to the laptop. "Havin' trouble there?"

Jackie Argonis: ~She looks to the laptop, and actually chuckles a bit, shaking her head~ Nono, I just like to practice my mean face when writing scripts. I can intimidate them into doing what I want that way. Know your way through a system well enough?

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Hell no." He grins. "I can turn one on an' check my mail. That's 'bout it."

Jackie Argonis: ~She quirks an eyebrow at him and smirks~ Really. I would think someone with your gene pool would have more confidence with that department. Not even html? Come on, that's the most basic stuff right there.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He looks up at her at 'gene pool,' brow furrowing a bit. He smirks. "Not everyone in the family's got the magic touch with the geek stuff. Some of us got...other specialties."

Jackie Argonis: awwwww..... how special. So what's that make you? Hard copy mail boy? ~She opens up the laptop again, and closes down the project she had going, opens up a browser, then turns it to let him take a look~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He snorts. "Yeah, sure, mail boy. Somethin' like that." He grins and turns to look at the laptop, slightly curious.

Jackie Argonis: ~Before she even gets it turned around the browser is loaded with a basic page. She smirks a bit~ Go ahead and check your mail.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He looks over at her and smirks. "Nuh-uh. Not on yer computer. I may be an E-tard, but I know better'n that."

Jackie Argonis: ~She laughs, nodding a bit~ Smart boy. So what is it you do then? ~She turns the laptop back around and closes the browser down, then closes the lid~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "I run a shippin' company out in the Garment District." He shrugs a little bit. "Keeps me busy."

Jackie Argonis: ~She nods a bit to that~ Wow... Sounds.... spiffy? So you run a shipping company, and you're an E-tard.... Do you ever ship stuff to the wrong place?

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Uhh...no. We try t'avoid things like that." He smirks again. "I ship somethin' to the wrong place, an' bad things happen."

Jackie Argonis: I bet. ~She smirks~ Sounds kind of like my job.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Yeah, I imagine so..." He chuckles a little bit. "Ya like what ya do, though?"

Jackie Argonis: ~She nods, grinning to that~ OH yeah. Nothing like the satisfying scanning to find another problem neutralized.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He nods a little bit. "Yeah, I can relate to that. neutralizin' problems does bring a hell of a lot of satisfaction to it."

Jackie Argonis: That it does. Technological warfare can be almost as ugly as any other. Especially when you know the damage costs on what you're doing to them. ~She takes another sip of the coffee~ And then there's the whole helping people job. I run an online support line for programmers.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Y'know...not that I doubt it gets rough...but I really kinda doubt that it's as ugly in your wars as it gets in some others. 'specially considerin' present company." Harmless flirt, nothing really to it.

Jackie Argonis: You might be surprised. Not quite as.... graphic, no. But have you ever seen a virus completely meltdown a system, starting in the hard drive and working it's way through the motherboard?

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Can't say I have...but then, I don't know if I'd know if I did."

Jackie Argonis: Depending on what exactly is used, it makes your hard drive sound like a spoon in a garbage disposal, and then the motherboard starts smoking. Believe me, you'd know. ~Smirks~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "If you say so." He chuckles. "I'd just call one-a you folks to fix it."

Jackie Argonis: ~She chuckles~ There's not much you can do to fix them depending on what it is. Might as well turn it into an ashtray after that. So what brings you out and about?

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Gettin' somethin' to eat before I head back to deal with a particularly annoyin' problem at work. You?"

Jackie Argonis: My boss said to get the hell out of my house for the night or I was grounded from my office. Complete with kicking my chair so I had to get up or faceplant in the monitor.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Damn." He smirks a little. "You got yerself an insistant boss there."

Jackie Argonis: You don't know the half of it. ~Smirks~ He gives me work, then bitches when I won't leave the office till it's done. Go figure. I can't even remember the last decent party I went to because of working.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He chuckles a bit. "Ahh, yeah, parties. I remember them, once in a blue moon."

Jackie Argonis: Oh now come on. An E-tard that doesn't go to parties? ~She eyes him~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He laughs a little. "Naah...too busy workin', most of the time. An' I'm a bit old for the party scene."

Jackie Argonis: ~She smirks, shrugging~ Just depends on the party, really.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Yeah, guess so." He grins a bit and shrugs. "But naah. Most nights, I'm in my office, or at home."

Jackie Argonis: That, sounds..... really boring. And just like me. ~Chuckles, shaking her head~ No hobbies? Movies? Bars? No one you even talk to?

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Got my girl," he says with a nod. "I watch movies...old ones. Fan o' the classics. If it's in color, I'm probably not a fan."

Jackie Argonis: ~She nods some to that~ But you guys never go out and do anything? Dinner dates, dancing, bingo......

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Naah, not so much. Been thinkin' about doin' so, but..." He shrugs. "Shit keeps comin' up."

Jackie Argonis: ~She snorts, shaking her head~ No excuse. You have a girl, and she's going to start getting pissy if you don't do that 'you're special' thing once in awhile.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He smirks a little bit, looking out the window. "Ya'd think so...but naah, she understands. Ain't like we don't see each other at all."

Jackie Argonis: Pfft. ~Chuckles~ Understand nuthin. I don't care how busy I am, I always make some time for my guy, and he does the same. If he didn't, I'd kick him, and I expect him to do the same.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Yeah...I know what yer sayin'. We ain't at that part of the relationship yet, I guess."

Jackie Argonis: ~She blinks to that~ That's a part of the relationship? ~She slumps back against the wall and makes a face~

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "For some it is," he says with a nod.

Jackie Argonis: ~She smirks and shakes her head~ Well that's just... peachy.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He looks back at her, brow raising. "Different strokes for different folks...that's what they say, right?"

Jackie Argonis: Yeah, I suppose. ~Chuckles~ Just seems weird to me, is all. Especially since he's one of those playboy types.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Oh, one-a those types." He grins. "Yeah, I've known those types before."

Jackie Argonis: Well from what I've gathered he's one of the biggest playboy bachelors in the city. ~She shrugs, laughing~ Could've fooled me though. I guess it fits, I've yet to actually see him get his hands dirty with anything, and he about shit kittens when I told him I was thinking about tracking down my brother for thanksgiving dinner.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He raises his eyebrow. "Biggest in the city, eh? Lucky you. Why'd he freak about yer brother?"

Jackie Argonis: Called it "seriousville" ~rolls her eyes and snorts and shakes her head~ Well he makes himself out to be, and the rumor mill says he's not lying about it. I don't know how lucky that is.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: He shrugs. "My experience, it's great for th' playboy, not so much for the ones bein' played."

Jackie Argonis: ~She smirks, nodding a bit to that~ yeah, well, what are you going to do when they have mood swings worse than a pregnant crack ho needing a fix and can tear through anything?

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Yeah, well...I can understand that. Though the mood swings ain't been that huge a problem yet." He grins. "Been lucky myself."

Jackie Argonis: He avoids me when he gets too moody. ~Laughs~ Think part of him feels bad about the last episode I hade with an over hormonal man.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "Ahh, gotcha." He nods a little bit, then clears his throat. "Well, I gotta get back. Been nice meetin' ya, Jackie..." He dips a hand into his jacket, coming out with a business card and handing it over. "Ya ever need anything, gimme a call."

Jackie Argonis: ~She reaches into her laptop bag, and exchanges one card for the other~ Same to you. You take care Mister Giardini.

Francesco "Frankie" Giardini: "See ya 'round." He pockets the card and smiles, then rises and makes his way for the door.