When she comes over to talk to him from a few barstools down, all he can think is, Really? Come on, and then look around for the hidden cameras. Then, when she speaks and the German accent spills out, he can’t take it and almost starts laughing. Must resist.

She sees he’s amused and reflects it. “I’ve been told zhat you are fascinating,” she balances on the word fascinating like the second to last square in hopscotch.

“Um,” he swallows and looks around again. “I think someone is having a little fun with you.”

“Vat’s that? No. You make robot art.”

“Oh, that. Yeah, I guess.” Jason takes a moment to try to compose himself, but she won’t stop staring right into his eyes and he can’t handle it. A goofy smile breaks out across his face and he looks up at the ceiling. “They’re, uh, robots, and they make art. Well, there’re different ones… and… I guess they’re different pieces… each one.”

“And you have catz.”

He blushes. Why, he doesn’t know. “Wow. You sure know a lot about me.”

“I love catz.” Her thin eyes grow cartoonishly wide and then she scratches at him and growls.

“Oh. Well. Right.”

“And I love Kazerine Hepburn.” With this statement she puts her hands akimbo and in a slightly shaky voice, “I’m wearing pants like a man. Does that make you uncomfortable, pig?” For a moment Jason thinks that it’s really a pretty good imitation for German. She leans in close to him and whatever lime flavored drink she’s had, along with her perfume, ghosts across his nose and he practically faints. She smells delicious. Then he realizes that this is Jess’s doing. He looks around the bar and sees her down where the German came from. Jess is looking too, and waves gleefully back.

“Oh, your friend. Um. Jessica? Yes, she told me to come to speak wit you because she says you are fascinating,” and she leans in close again on this last word and smiles luridly.

Is fascinating some weird code for something? Jason makes a face like maybe he’s been had. If it weren’t for you meddling kids, I wouldn’t have had to talk to a supermodel. But then, this is what he was daydreaming about when he agreed to check out Superfine in DUMBO with Jess. It was the supercoolest and here was six foot two gorgeous living proof of that. He looks back to the leering goddess and she is quietly laughing. He makes a quizzical face.

“No, no. I am laughing at me, please.” Elsa takes his hand. “Not you. You are wonderful.”

Wonderful sounds so much better with a German accent. But Jason leans out from the bar slightly to give Jess a dirty look anyway. Jess merely responds with an excited double thumbs up.

The Huntress squeezes his hand to get his attention. “I’m Elsa.”

“Oh. I’m Jason.” He cringes, waiting for a big German laugh again for no reason, but instead her eyes widen in surprise.

“You are a hero?”

“I doubt it.”

“Mmm. Vell, I am saying that your name is meaning hero.”

“Does it?” He knows what it means.

“Mr. Jason. You must tell me more about yourself. I have decided I will not leave you alone until you do.” She waits only for a moment before starting again, “But first we should have drinks.” Jason looks at his beer, starts to point it out, but Elsa says, “No. Beer is not fur us. We will have cocktails. Cosmo?”

“Well, I don’t know what it’s like in.. uh…where you’re from?” he waits for her to fill in the blank.

“Munich.”

“Right. Munich. But around here a cosmo’s a little…” eye roll and quiet, “gay.”

Elsa leans in and kisses him on the lips without warning. “Do you sink sey will wonder about that now?”

“Cosmo it is.”

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