On the less super side of things... [Action]

[bemoreflexible]

Helen gave up the super hero life decades ago, back when it was the Alpha Pals who protected the country, and long before the Omegafriends had even been thought of. After all the heroes that were lost after Gamma Jack's "crusade", it became too clear to Helen that the work was just too risky. Today, she was just a normal woman, doing normal errands while her normal husband watched the kids at home. Right?

[A. At Costmart]
Helen just needed to buy a few dozen things for the week. In and out, with as few distractions as possible. It's a shame someone ((probably your character)) had to go and choke on a free sample. And no one around knows the Heimlich maneuver but Helen? Guess everyone is too busy learning to fight death rays and space invaders to bother taking a basic CPR course.

[B. In the Do or Dye Hair Salon waiting area ]
It's been a busy day, apparently, according to the TV in the waiting room. Super villains planting doomsday devices and inciting chaos. Police chiefs complaining about super heroes making it harder for honest cops to do their jobs. Helen would be content to keep her mouth shut about it, but the person next to her is apparently intent on talking about the subject at length.

[C. Anywhere in Venture City]
Seems Helen is all over town today. Perhaps she'll run into something or someone interesting.

Comments

[descendsfromshadow]

[Meanwhile, Blake's neutral expression remains the same. Still, she's at least apparently on board with this plan judging by the way she's looking over the aisle.]

Sort of. I'm still learning my way around the city.

[It's technically true.]

[bemoreflexible]

[Helen loads up the basket with various cans and boxes.]

Oh, new to town? Maybe you and your folks could come over for dinner or something?

What was your name again?

[descendsfromshadow]

[There's just a brief hesitation when Helen mentions her "folks." Just for a second, but it's there.]

Maybe.

[No, that isn't going to happen. She plans on being gone once this little shopping trip is over.]

It's Blake.

[bemoreflexible]

[Helen notices the hesitation, and gets a hunch as to what's up.]

Well... it's really nice to meet you Blake. Here...

[She pulls out the tiny notebook that her grocery list is on, flips to a blank page, and jots down her number.]

Here, call us any time.

[descendsfromshadow]

[She blinks, glancing briefly between Helen and the piece of paper, before taking it and reading over the phone number.]

I'll... keep that in mind. Thanks.

[She knows what she's offering here, and there's not much point dodging around it at this stage. Even if she does wonder if it would still stand if this woman knew just who she was really talking to.]