Superheroes In A Cafe: Supergirl and Batgirl

Supergirl In A Cafe

I dig superheroes, but I’m curious what it would be like to catch them in the day-to-day, just conversing with one another in a mundane setting. Hence this blog series.

TODAY: Supergirl and Batgirl!

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INT. RUSTED WHEEL CAFE – NIGHT

A small eatery that looks like the lovechild of a truckstop diner and independent coffeeshop. Wheels with varying levels of rust line the walls, and a bar straight out of a fifties diner further confuses the aesthetic. A BORED WAITRESS wears the getup of a Quaker for no apparent reason.

SUPERGIRL sits at the bar, spinning around on the barstool. Next to her sits Batgirl. Both own half-completed milkshakes in mason jars. Why mason jars? Ask the owners.

BATGIRL
Don’t you ever get dizzy?

SUPERGIRL
What’s that?

BATGIRL
You know, where the world keeps spinning even when you stop?

SUPERGIRL
The world is always spinning. Duh.

BATGIRL
Also, how have we been talking for the last half hour? I thought you didn’t know English.

Supergirl stops spinning to focus on Batgirl. She taps her own head playfully with her finger.

SUPERGIRL
Fast learner!

She laughs and starts spinning again. Batgirl exhales with strained patience and takes another swig of her milkshake.

SUPERGIRL
Actually, I had some help from a friend. Well, a former friend. I broke her apartment with my eye lasers.

She stops spinning once more.

SUPERGIRL
Is my spinning annoying you? I can stop if you’d like!

BATGIRL
No, it’s fine.

SUPERGIRL
Cool.

She resumes her spinning, but slower this time. At each revolution she sticks her tongue out at Batgirl.

BATGIRL
So how have you been enjoying your time on Earth? It hasn’t been all that long, has it?

SUPERGIRL
I dunno. I haven’t been paying attention to Earth time all that much since I got here. Feels like awhile, though. And I like it well enough. A little stir crazy, though.

BATGIRL
Wait. Didn’t you fight a giant monster yesterday? How are you a little stir crazy?

SUPERGIRL
Because it was easy, and it was in the ocean so there were no casualties.

BATGIRL
A giant monster.

SUPERGIRL
Yup.

BATGIRL
A GIANT monster!

SUPERGIRL
So?

BATGIRL
A……GIANT….

Supergirl stops spinning.

SUPERGIRL
Her name was Gorlax.

BATGIRL
Um, okay.

SUPERGIRL
Or at least I think it was Gorlax. She repeated it over and over again as we fought.

Supergirl mimes her fight with Gorlax.

SUPERGIRL
Eventually I had the idea to drag her out into space to defeat her. Turns out that this “Gorlax” can breathe in space. And here I thought that was a Kryptonian thing. Weird. Oh well. Turns out everything burns when it comes into contact with the red sun. But yeah, even less exciting when I explain it.

BATGIRL
Um..

SUPERGIRL
Anyway, I need to be heading back to Metropolis. Thanks for the milkshake!

Supergirl hops off her stool and casually walks out of the cafe.

Batgirl watches her go. What just happened?

Before she can return to the disappointing remainder of her milkshake, Supergirl pops back in.

SUPERGIRL
Want a lift to Gotham?

BATGIRL
Um..

SUPERGIRL
Oh, come on. Ovary up and let me fly you to Gotham. It will be FUN!

Her eyes light up on that last word.

Batgirl looks from Supergirl to the Waitress and back again. Boredom. Excitement. Boredom. Excitement. She looks down at her milkshake, now just warm liquid, and exhales.

BATGIRL
What the heck.

She pays for the drinks and leaves with Supergirl.

The Waitress doesn’t hesitate to count the money once they’re gone. A frustrated grunt.

WAITRESS
No tip.

FADE OUT:

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