Is there any chance you could write Nine Ball/Daphne? Brought to you by Anna Hathaway feeling awkward about her weight and Rihanna complimenting her ass. Or anything with Nine Ball and her little sister would be awesome.
Veronica had been in the middle of skyping her “pen pal” from Wakanda when she got the call from her sister. She didn’t bother to put skype on mute because (a) if Shuri wanted to hear it, she would, and no “mute” button was going to be up to the task of stopping her and (b) if Leslie had something worth calling Veronica about in the middle of job, it was probably going to be something fun enough to loop Shuri in on.
When she hung up, she forwarded the short video to Shuri.
“Oh, man, a real live diamond heist,” said Shuri. “I’ve always wanted to steal some colonizer’s diamonds.”
Veronica grinned. “Check the magnet over here,” she said, pointing it out.
They both watched it unclasp.
“How cute!” said Shuri, seeming to genuinely mean it.
“Yeah, but how does it work?” Veronica asked. “I mean, I know how to integrate a magnetic element into a clasp works because, duh, I’ve been in a store since 1999, but the whole point of those is theres supposed to be a proprietary secret to each magnetic clasp, right?”
Shuri grinned. “I don’t understand how you get by in such a limited country, my friend,” she said and they talked specs for the next half hour. Veronica had a working model by the time she ended the call, promising to have something more interesting by the time they talked next week.
She had an idea about jet propulsion that she’d been playing around with and Shuri wanted to start up the Wakandan space program, so they’d have something to work with.
Debbie Ocean apparently told Leslie to give her a metrocard, though, and that seemed to make one of the other women in the heist jelly so. Win-win.