The Crowd is His Element (open)

[Gambit]

Gambit forwarded her request to the bartender and turned to her again. "So what bring ya up 'ere? Not work, I s'pose?"

[boomer]

"Here as in the club or New York?" Tabitha asked and took a drink from her ginger ale once the bartender placed it before her.

[Gambit]

"New York," Gambit said, "reasons for comin' to de club are generally de same for most people. Unless yours are special?.."

[boomer]

"No mine are in no way special." Tabitha said with a small laugh. "I came to New York, because it's something to see." She said with a shrug. "I'm staying at Xavier's at the moment. Probably move in a month or so. It not really my style." Though she did love the fact that it was full of people like herself.

[Gambit]

Gambit nodded. "It was one 'f my guesses 'bout ya. Somehow Gambit runs into people from Xavier's all de time..." he looked her over briefly head to toes. "Whatcha plannin' t' do later on? Study dere?"

[boomer]

Tabitha scrunched up her nose and shook her head. "I don't think so." She told him. She wasn't one for school and she knew enough about things, about the world, she didn't need school.

[Gambit]

"Good," Gambit smirked. He, for one, supported the idea of no school - after all, he'd never gone to any for a day in his life. "If ya need a job, you can always start by askin' me... I might find ya somethin' t' do 'round de club."

[boomer]

Tabitha grinned at that. "Really? That would be great." She said getting excited about working at a club. She never got excited about work, unless it issued her special talents, but this was a mutant club and the fact she would, or could, work around her own kind was pretty exciting.

[Gambit]

"If you're ready t' spend de night runnin' back an' forth, den mebbe yes," Gambit nodded. "Y'ever worker in yer life?"

[boomer]

Tabitha shrugged, slightly. "I've lived on the streets for almost five years. I'm a fast learner, so, just tell me what to do."

[Gambit]

"We'll get t' it," Gambit smirked. "All in its own time..." he added a wink, then drank some of his gin. "What's yer greatest skill?"

[boomer]

"Greatest skill..." Tabitha thought it over. She had many skills, in the form of thievery, of course. "Pick Pocketing." She said with a nod. "I find I have magic hands." She muttered, taking a drink of her ginger ale.

[Gambit]

"Bon, thievery aside - anythin' else?" Gambit asked. Not that he planned it to be like a job interview, but now that she'd expressed interest in working at his place, he started to wonder what kind of person she was.

[boomer]

"Uh- I'm good at waitressing. I've done that quite a few times. I'm good at delivering things and picking things up for people..." She said, but didn't go further into that. "Pranks. I'm very good at pulling pranks on people, because of my power, but then that always turns into something involving theft, so... Um...crap I don't have a great skill, ok? If I do it's all in thievery, it's just want I'm good at." Living on the streets really didn't give her time to have a great skill, unless it was stealing. She then remembered her bike. "Racing." She then muttered.

[Gambit]

Gambit almost had to laugh at her confusion. "'ey, no rush, chere," he said with a lazy smile, making a simple reassuring gesture; she seemed to be having some difficulties answering his question, and not surprising, it had been vague enough to be confusing. "Dere ain't no right or wron' answers, pas du tout; an' ya got quite an assortment dere."