<div class="floatleft">(https://iv1.lisimg.com/image/3335904/420full-asdis-ran.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Sasquach<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Wanda Langowski<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Road Trip<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 5:00 PM<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Warpath<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Dagastino’s Resturant<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wearing</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRobTgfkRhhPnPsgvcRf50sCdm6s3FAefVfu_3669ScvqZd7YGc)</div></div><hr/><br/>“Sure, want to try some fried mozzarella or stuffed mushrooms?” Wanda replied back as she leaned over to taste the offered sample. Neither of them would be easy to poison. In Sasquatch form she fast healing to the point of being able to handle serious wounds, and while her healing factor was no where as robust in human form she wasn’t too far behind Warpath and she trusted him to be able to sniff out any normal poison that might be used here.  They were dealing with the mafia not AIM or Hydra.<br/><br/>She imagined anyone watching them would see two folks on a date. Nothing too big.