3391/Home for the Holidays

Home for the Holidays
Date of Scene:	15 December 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Lara Croft, Hawkeye (Barton), Quake, Thor, Winter Soldier, Melinda May

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Lara Croft has posed:
Lara had had a strange thing happen to her today. This was a day off from work, at the Triskelion at least, she'd gone up to Xavier's School in Westchster to clear her desk out there as she'd served her semester there as a teacher (while taking time off of exploring as ordered by SHIELD) and she'd headed back south to Manhattan.

But upon returning home she found caterer's had arrived at hr house with a whole host of food, enough for a huge party.

And they wouldn't take no for an answer, they'd told her that htis was the address they were sent to and that they had already been paid and if she wasn't going to accept it that they were just going to leave it on the sidewalk outside her house... How nice.

So, here Lara is with a house filled with the scents of a wide variety of mexican food selections all laid out across her dining room table...

She called as many people as she could to get them to come over to enjoy an impromptu meal.

Lara is dressed in a black hoodie half-zipped and a pair of dark blue jeans, she's got some running shoes on her feet and is moving from room to room to get things in presentable order/put away all the books and strange items she had laying around.

There's a fire in the fire place and she has some music on the stereo... she's not good at this sort of thing, so she's a bit nervous.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint and Skye both get calls to come to Lara's for Mexican. Well, Clint isn't going to argue with that! On their way up the stairs to her door Clint gives the place a look. "Not a bad way to live right?" he asks, six pack of frou-frou beer under his arm. "Thinking a bit out of our price range right?" he asks before knocking on the door. "Hey, Lara, beer's here!"

Well six of them anyhow.

Quake has posed:
Skye snickers when she gets the call. "Wow. Someone who doesn't know we're a thing and saving themselves time with the two-fer."

The frou-frou beer was totally Clint's idea, the man refusing to listen to all reason. Though he'd made a good argument when he'd pointed out that it would mean more beer for them when nobody else wanted it. "Kinda cheap of us, don't you think?" Mind you, it had been last minute. It wasn't like the couple had a lot of opportunity to pick up hostess gifts.

The neighbourhood, though. Skye just shakes her head as Clint knocks. "A garden shed in this neighbourhood is out of our price range."

Thor has posed:
    Thor steps down stairs towards the main room and lifts his hands. "Ah ha! At last, copious amounts of food have finally been delivered to me!" The god of thunder says as he lands in the foyer with a smile showing his teeth as he follows one of the caterer's towards the main room they are setting up a feast in. The mighty Thor has a mighty hunger.

    "Good work maiden Croft, this is the kind of greeting a god deserves, truely!"

Lara Croft has posed:
Lara was in the living room where she had all her work things setup in front of the three main windows on the front of the house. Her desk set in the center window's shadow, it was covered in books and trinkets and there were... mountains of such things just trailing their way around the floors around her desk....

When the arrival was announced, Lara thought she heard Clint's voice and it made her stand up from her desk and set down the golden monkey head she was holding onto... the damn thing was a a key, she was sure of it, she just needed to figure out wh--

Focus, Lara.

With a heavy sigh, the young brunette came through the archway into the main foeyer and then adjusted her black hoodie down around her waist. She moved toward the front door and popped it open and then smiled at those outside of it.

"Heeey..." She said softly to them. "Thank you for making it! I'm sorry this came out of quite literally no where." The Brit said at them. She grinned at the beer and reached out for it. "Thank you, Clint." She told him. "Come in! Come in!" She stepped back and held the door open.

Lara turned her head to see Thor and she grinned at him. "Yes, this is a feast to honor your greatness." The God of Thunder was far more of an amausing characater than she'd ever expected he would be while growing up and readhing all about him.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint shrugs, "It's what we had, also, I figure other people will be bringing stuff," he says. That's what people did right? Everyone brings a little and then you end up with waay too much.

"Think we could make a shed work? I mean, we might need to sleep on my bows but-" he's teasing when Lara opens the door for them.

He hands over the beer and gives Lara a smile. "Glad to do it, sorry there's not more, last minute. Holy crap, this is a nice place," he says before he sees Thor standing in the living room. "Hey, man. Rush here from the mansion? Or?" he asks, he'd seen those looks Lara gave Thor's abs the other night. "And have you met my girlfriend Skye?"

Quake has posed:
Skye just gives Clitn *a look* "A shed? Me. You. And your *bows*. In a shed? Dude, they take up an entire room in our apartment. A room. Have you even *seen* a shed?" She shakes her head at him and laughs, muttering under her breath, "Asshole."

Of course, the fondness in her voice belies most of the sting of that. It's their thing.

Skye follows Clint in, after greeting Lara, "Hey, nice pla-holy shiiiit. You live here? Wow.."

Almost, but not quite missing the introduction to Thor, though she doesn't catch his name in the interchange.

Thor has posed:
    "I rush as quickly as I must to ensure I get a proprer serving of --" Thor cuts himself off to grab the nearest caterer by the arm and halts the person. "What are we being served?"

    "Uh-uh-uh- M-mexican food. S-Sir Th-Thor."

    Thor then lets go and looks back at Clint. "I must receive a full helping of Mexican quizine."

    "Lara, of the Croft-name, this is a great house, it would fit in just fine in Asgard." Good luck missing any of that Skye.

Lara Croft has posed:
Lara held the beer with both of her hands and she walked a step back to let Skye and Clint enter. She smiled at what both of them said in regards to her home and her eyes scanned around. She drew in a breath. "Yes... I had two room mates when I initially moved to Manhattan, my friends Samantha and Jonah. But they've since both moved out and now there's two bedrooms going unused and... well, a house that is slightly larger than I really need."

Lara considered commenting about Croft Center on the upper east side of Manhattan which had another apartment she sometimes stayed in, but... that, would, probably come across poorly. She grew up often embarrassed of her family and the wealth it provided her, even if she'd paid for this home on her own and hadn't ever touched a dime of her inherentence-- even donating yearly amounts of it to charities.

Lara walked past Thor and the caterer and she grinned at him. "Look what Clint brought you." She said to the God of Thunder, giving him the six pack.

She'd then move into the dining room where there was one other caterer laying out the food.

"I have no idea who or why this was purchased for me, but its here... and its more than I can eat." entire trays of different types of Mexican foodstuffs!

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint cants his head when Lara mentions open rooms and a glance is shot to Skye. The question plain. Workable? But then he says, "Well it's quite the place, but I bet Thor takes up a lot of space, roommates might crowd him, big place or not." he says with a sly smile to Lara, thinking that he knows what's up.

When the frou-frou hipster brewed beer is offered to Thor, Clint grins, "Enjoy it, Thor, it takes a bit but it grows on you."

Another look is given Skye's way when he realized his introductions had gone only one way, so he adds, a perhaps tardily, "That's Thor, by the way."

Following Lara into the dining room he checks out the spread. "Wow, so, do we just dig in or what's the protocol here?" he asks. The fancy place was making him think he had to be on his best behaviour. Or well best behaviour he could manage.

Quake has posed:
Skye's eyes widen as Thor is not only confirmed as Thor, but he's given the frou-frou beer. She can't imagine that's going to go over well. Something on the lines of giving Fury a Colt to smoke. Her hurried signing of 'No! Stop!' coming entirely too late as Clint bids the god to 'enjoy' the brew.

Oh.. this is not going to go over well.

She follows along dutifully, checking out the place. "Rooms, huh?" She asks of Lara. "We're.." And that's where Skye stops herself. She and Clint really weren't fit for shared domiciles with other humans. Perfect for one another.. but likely best left outside of shared living arrangements with others. Instead, she grins, "Mexican, huh? Who the hell orders enough catered Mexican for an army? Not really your traditional Christmas meal."

Thor has posed:
    "Thank you Ton of Bars!" Thor says, hefting the six pack holding it to his mouth expecting something to come out, but when nothing does he glances around, unsure of what to do. The god does what he can only assume is the obvious thing and takes a bite out of it. The can pops open loudly spraying the beer all over his face and the room and his shirt. "Uh... that is a peculiar method of drinking ... this isn't very good beer Hawk eyed man." Thor reports annoyedly.

Lara Croft has posed:
Lara would look to Clint when he made that joke and she'd just smile at him. "Oh, ha ha." She said at him. "Very funny." She'd move toward the closet in the foyer and open it. "You can hang jackets up in here if you'd like..." (assuming you're wearing any! its cold! right?)

"And to think, I was going to show you this...." Lara reached into said closet and pulled out a wooden box about as long as she was tall to her shoulders. She held it in front of her and wrapped her fingers on it. "Inside this is the bow wielded by Paris to down the mighty Achilles during the Trojan War--Its between museums and I've been granted access to it to study elements of its creation--But no, Clint, you wouldn't be interested this..." Lara started to slide it back into the closet, grinning at him.

Her eyes went to Skye then and she grinned at her. "Are you looking for a place?" She asked her friend. "To be honest, I could rent this whole home to you both if you're having trouble finding something. I have another place in Manhattan I can stay at." She then laughed softly. "I have a hunch who sent this food to me, but I can't say for sure yet."

And... thats about the time that Lara was struck with splashed beer and she closed her eyes and then slowly looked over at Thor--re opened them and stared at him. "There's, ahem, a little tab on the top of the cans, your highness. You just, pop it up and it opens the hole atop the can." She then turned to go toward the kitchen. "I'll grab some twoels!"

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Yeah, they really didn't do 'play well with others' but for a brief moment Clint had considered it before shaking it off. He hangs up his coat, offers to do the same for Skye before moving into the dining room. Lara's reply gets as a smile. "Want me to wingman it for you?" he offers her. The wise answer would be no, not unless Lara wants Skye to be right about her blushing.

The bow stops him in his tracks. "What?" he asks, looking like he had just been hit by a ton of bars. "And Thor, Bar-ton, Barton," he says absently to the god before he looks to Skye. "Wow. So like the real deal?" He's a little stunned.

The offer of Lara's place though, just adds to that. "I dunno, I mean, the rents got to be what? My salary? I mean a great offer, but," he looks to Skye, system kid mode activating.

The beer saves him and looking to Thor he says, "When I said it grows on you, I didn't mean wear it Thor," he sakes his head. Gods, am I right?

Quake has posed:
Skye grabs a hangar from the closet and hangs her jacket up. It's totally colder than a witch's left tittie out there, and she's not a fashion maven. She wears a jacket! When Lara mentions the place, and renting, she's surprised. "Uh.." Turning to Clint she tries to read his expression, and when he mentions salary, the young woman frowns, lips settling into a tight little moue of disappointment. The joke about not being able to afford a shed in this area wasn't quite a joke. "It's nice, Lara, but yeah. Even putting our pay together, pretty sure we can't afford this place."

The bow however.."Annnnnd, we've lost Clint," Skye laughs, shaking her head as 'bow' and all the pretty words surrounding it eat Clint's brain and make his eyes glaze over. "Go on Hotshot."

Leaving her to apologize to Thor. "Really, you don't have to drink it. It's.. kind of a joke between us. Clint and I." Not really knowing how to address the can biting past ignoing it wholesale like this is just situation normal.

Thor has posed:
    Thor drank what he could out of the beer he had taken a bite out of and then looks at one of the other can with a few blinks. "Oh. I see." The god says with a smirk before he sets the remianing five cans down on a table next to the fajita chicken and then rolls up the hem of his shirt and takes off the t-shirt so that he may get properly cleaned. Or that's how the god was trained to behave with humans after so many years.

    "I apologize. I am not used to this form of drink." The god explains as he moves towards the front foyer again and smiles while asking. "Might I have a spare shirt if you have one?"

Lara Croft has posed:
Lara would return from the kitchen on the north side of the home with a few soft white towels, one of them was wettened from warm water. She offered one to Thor and the other two to Skye and Clint should either of them have gotten any splash on them. She grinned at Thor. "The first room on the left at the top of the stairs. It has a dresser in it with mens' clothing that should be roughly your size." Jonah was a big guy! "If you don't mind sleeveless shirts with local band names on the front, which... I imagine you don't." Lara laughed softly at the God as he ascented the stairs.

She then turned to the other two. "This place is paid off. I bought it outright. I can set the rent to whatever I want it to be, and for friends? Whatever is comfortable for you both." She smiled at them. "Or, tell me to hush up and that you want to find your own place. That is also fine."

Lara then moved to the box with the bow and she picked up and carried it toward the dining room, passing through the archway with it held on her palms. "Its the real deal. I didn't recover it, mind you, but they know that I have an expertise with archery... I was planning to get your thoughts on it as well."

Lara set the box down on a table in front of the windows outside and she opened it, the bow was inside... unstrung.

She turned then toward the caterers who were done setting up and she walked them toward the front door to show them out.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
The whole thing with Thor and the shirt, totally missed, the house and the bow have Clint's full attention. "Don't have any spare shirts," he murmurs before looking to Skye when Lara makes her /very/ generous offer about the house. What would they even do with all this space? And it's so fancy, wouldn't it just /know/ they didn't belong here? Yeah, he has some issues. He waits for Skye's thoughts by word or just reading it in her face.

The bow though is looked at intently, and he puts his hands behind his back to make sure he doesn't succumb to the urge to touch it, not just because it was a bow, but the history, even someone like Clint, who was barely sat through a class of anything, had to appreciate that. "Yeah, I'd be happy to give my thoughts," he looks up. "Whatever you need."

It's only then he notices Thor, still a little stunned by the bow, he none-the-less manages to put up a hand in front of Skye's face.

Quake has posed:
Skye gives Clint a very wide-eyed nearly trapped look of *I have no clue?*. The exact thoughts were running through her head. Could they be people who lived here? Would they stick out like vagabonds, or as though they were walking around with signs over their heads that said "Not One Of Us!" to identify them to the locals that the others might cross the street to avoid them as much as if they were random, stray black cats carrying the threat of bad luck.

She takes a towel from Lara and dabs her front - she hadn't borne the worst of Thor's beer extravaganza - and is about to say something to Lara when Clint's hand throws up in front of her face. She pushes his hand aside, "Oh for fuck's sake. I'm a grown assed woman. If I want to look at his chest I will. I'm sleeping with you, you idiot. Not him." She rolls her eyes, tosses Clint her towel and marches herself over to the couch, rolling her eyes. "Men."

She makes herself comfy. Clint and the bow could be a long time.

Lara Croft has posed:
Lara ushered the providers-of-food out of the house and then closed the door again. She walked back into the foyer and spent a moment cleaning up the spilled beer while looking up in the flight of stairs past the chandelier and hoping Thor hadn't gotten lost... he'd been up there for awhile after initially arriving here the first time... he'd say 'I wish to explore this home!' and vanished up there, now he was gone again...

Lara picked up the wet towels and set them on the table in the middle of the foyer, she walked back into the dining area to look at Clint and Skye. "Did I blow your minds with the house offer?" She said softly, showing a nervous expression. "I'm sorry. Sometimes I do things like that... It makes me look bad, doesn't it?" She said then, wiping her hands on her hips softly to wipe the beer in her palms off on her thighs.

She'd then reach up to brush some of the dark strands of hair out of her face. "You two are a cute couple, so I'd just enjoy helping you both out. Take some of the shitty stress of every day living off of your shoulders."

And then she turned toward the food and went to grab a paper plate and then lift the lid on the tub of tacos. "And... I talk to much." She muttered.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
The trapped look tells Clint, Skye is thinking the same thing he is, or at least close enough. Lara's words, though, the reason for her offer, they calm him down a little, at least enough to properly think. "It was really kind, Lara, and don't feel bad about it, it was just sudden, and well, huge, but, um, could we have a bit to think it over, maybe a week?" he offers. When she says she talks too much, Clint shakes his head. "You don't. Honest, but hold that thought." He catches the towel Skye throws.

He turns to Skye as she walks away, bow for the moment forgotten. "Skye, it was a joke, jeeze, do you think I'm-" he throws up his hands. Great fighting in the fancy house way to show they don't belong. He rubs the back of his head. "Sorry," he says to both her and Lara at once. "My bad, it was dumb joke, okay. Didn't mean to do all this, in front of you know, people and the house."

Quake has posed:
Skye frowns at Clint from the couch, "Relax. I'm not angry. Just.. whatever." And because she's not *entirely* certain it was a total joke with him, she reassures, "I like you better anyway, Hotshot. Don't get your knickers in a knot."

Lara gets a weak grin after a long exhale. "Yeah. What he said. Part of me wants to jump on the offer, but do you really know what you're offering, Lara? I mean, we really don't have all that much.." Still, she looks around and pictures them there. Oh, not in the neighbourhood there, but what it might be like to fit their belongings in the space, and laugh at how they'd filled less than half a floor - except for Clint's bows, which owned a floor by themselves and had a strict no after hours visiting policy.. All of which made her laugh silently to herself, suddenly relaxing in the face of the place. "We'd at least have to talk it over," she reaffirms what Clint says. "And.. fuck. Throw some numbers at us."

Numbers didn't lie. They might make things easier.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky was attempting to avoid human contact for the day when glimpses of his former life appeared in his mind. He was dancing with a girl..likely flirting with her when a much skinnier version of Steve Rogers called his name. Then he woke up. Rubbing his head...he cared not for parties, especially not now. Though when he heard that Lara was throwing a party he had initially declined to manage these thoughts...but apparently May was having none of it.

With Bucky in tow, May managed to convince him to come to the party anyway and he got dressed in his garb to be incognito. and he also got to hold the plates. Because that's what happens when you tell May no the first time she asks you something. Ringing the doorbell to Lara's home, when opened, she would find Bucky and May arriving somewhat late to the party.

"Sorry we're late......" he mutters humbly.

Melinda May has posed:
May was NOT about to let Barnes sit around and mope. She knows he's dealing with things that his brain is dredging up, and sometimes the best way to deal with them is to let the subconscious work on them while friendly company keeps the conscious mind focused on positive things. Thus, she all but dragged him along by one ear, stopping at a bakery along the way to pick up the contents of the two plates in the man's hands.

Why is she not carrying them? Simple. She drove.

Lara Croft has posed:
Lara had a couple of tacos set onto a paper plate while she listened to the two of them talk things out. She took one bite before dabbing at her lips with a napkin and then turning to face them. After clearing her palette she exhaled and laughed softly.

"Numbers?" She asked. "Ah..." Her eyes went toward the front windows as she thought about that. "Fifteen hundred a monath?" She asked, then looking back at them. That kind of money in Manhattan wouldn't even buy a person a closet to rent in the basement of a one bedroom apartment that had recently caught fire...

"You guys can take all the time you need to think it over too." She showed a smile then before moving toward the front door again. She opened it to find Bucky and Melinda and she smiled brightly at them both.

"Hey!" She said, stepping back. "You made it! I'm so glad!" Lara back pedaled again and gave them entry room. "Come in! The food is ready and... I've totally shocked Clint and Skye into a very strange place!" She grinned then.

"You two like Mexican food, I sure hope... cause I have enough for an entire wedding party..."

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint's frustration subsides but his embarrassment remains, or at least a good natured version of it, "C'mon, with everything, my joke game was a little off point, that's all," he says, not sure if he himself had really been entirely joking. When Lara comes back to them with numbers, those numbers, he blinks. "Wow. Like, fifteen hundred dollars? Not like pounds or whatever?" he asks joking. He shoots a look to Skye. Holy shit that was a good deal. "If you don't mind us thinking it over that'd be great. Thanks, Lara." The whole thing puzzled him but he'd recovered from his shock enough that he could at least try to be puzzled with good grace.

The arrival of the others only makes it easier. "Hey guys," he says as May and Bucky joined the fun. As Lara does her hostess thing, he turns back to the bow, "Later," he tells it firmly, before he moves over to join Skye.

Quake has posed:
Clint gets a puzzled look as he goes from 'deer caught in headlights' to 'holy shit did you hear that, Skye?' in two seconds flat. She has no clue. She lived in a van. Then in SHIELD. It all sounds outside her budget to her.

When Bucky and May arrive she waves from her perch on the couch, then decides to get up and grab a plate of food while things are still hot and toasty nommy! Only to be waylaid by Clint who she wraps an arm around and kisses his cheek, just to let him know everything is alright. "Food? And what, abandoning your one true love for me?" Mockingly, she puts a hand to his forehead. "Are you feeling okay, Hotshot?" Grinning all the while. "Hey May. Bucky." Yeah. She's all casual. They're at a party after all.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky smiled lightly to Lara, though he let May go in first because even reformed, ruthless killers can be gentlemen. After he comes in, he gives Skye a small smile in return to her wave. "Skye...Clint." he says. Clearly he looks shaken about something, but he remains fairly withdrawn even though everyone seems to be having a good time.

He places the food he and May retrieved withthe rest of the food present, before he takes his seat in a chair, his gloved hands clasping each other as he returns to being in deep thought.

Melinda May has posed:
May nods a hello to Lara then Skye and clint, and when Barnes goes to sit and mope FURTHER, she -- for a change -- doesn't look at him flatly or any of that. Instead, she goes to the spread of Mexican food and fills a plate with an almost obscene amount of food -- but all of it easily identifiable, like tacos with simple toppings and tortilla chips with melted cheese on them -- and sets it in front of the former Red Room assassin. "Eat," she tells him gently.

"Lara, thank you for inviting us. I brought dessert, though from the looks of your kitchen, it might have been a bad idea."

Lara Croft has posed:
Lara showed a smile back at Clint and Skye. "Not pounds, no... Apple pie, baseball, dollar bills." She said back at them both for clarity. "You guys just think it over... let me know." She'd smile at them before closing the door again behind May and Bucky.

Lara watched Bucky go and sit down... she did not know a lot about him, but it was pretty clear there was a lot on his mind. SHIELD-types often had at a distant stare like that, at least several of the ones she'd met within the agency.

Lara would walk into the dining room where the food was and she'd move specifically to where that ancient greek bow was inside its box... the bow that killed a God... and she'd close the lid on it for now.

At May she'd look to then. "What did you bring, May?" She'd ask with a smile before picking up a beer that Thor left behind and walking toward Bucky to offer it to him as well.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint grins, "Good to know," he says about the money before looking to Skye, not seeing much of a reaction beyond confusion he simply turns back to Lara to say, "We'll definitely think about it, thanks again. Seriously."

Then he's off to waylay Skye. The kiss on the cheek and the hand placed on his forehead gets a grin out of Clint. He knows things are going to be fine. He snorts at her joke though. He glances back at the bow, "That old thing? One true love is a bit of a stretch, I mean it's not Merida or anything," he delivers that last with a teasing grin. "But you won't mind if I geek out a bit before we go right?"

"Or later," he amends when Lara closes the box.

The 'love of his life' gone, he turns to his colleagues, "Hey," he says but frowns when he sees Bucky's mood. He shoots a 'is he okay' look to May as she goes past him with the food.

Quake has posed:
Skye leans into Clint when he mentions Merida. "Don't make fun of her. She's sensitive." She shakes her head, though, dragging him off to get a plate of food before he geeks out, "I assumed I was here until you and the bow were done your love affair or Lara kicked us out. No worries. I have my tablet in my bag. I'm good."

Have tablet. Will travel. Not as good as a laptop, but sufficient when your boyfried dumps you for an ancient greek bow that killed a god.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky sits there in continued silence.....that is until May puts a small Buffet of food in front of him. At her demand, she simply gets one of those looks the Winter Soldier would give you if he was out to kill you....which is a supremely stoic face. Though eventually he gives her a humble and small smile, simply nodding as he picks up the plate and examines it.

Never had Mexican food before. Or at least he doesn't remember.

Regardless, when Lara brings him a beer, he accepts it kindly, taking it lightly from her hand. "Thank you." he says in a soft, but no less grizzly voice. He doesn't look conversational, keeping to himself as he works out the memory...where was he at the time? why that place? why was he dancing? so many questions it's heartbreakingly frustrating for him to even comprehend.

Melinda May has posed:
Returning to get a plate of her own, May replies to Lara's question with the faintest hint of amusement to her voice. "Serendipity. It's pan dulce. Only bakery I could find open on the way here." Opening the containers will reveal a selection of Mexican sweet breads -- crumbly cookies, pig-shaped molasses cookies, crispy-fried multi-layer elephant ear pastries, churros, and more.

Fixing herself a MUCH more modest plate than the one she set in front of Barnes, she returns Clint's look with a slight shake of her head, indicating now's not the time to discuss it instead of that Bucky isn't okay.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Smiling, Clint replies with, "Noted," about Merida.

May's little shake of the head is taken for what she meant and he nods, before being dragged to the buffet by Skye.

"You're the best, you know that right?" he says as they reach the buffet, but what he's talking about is letting him geek out.

He fills his plate, and then makes his way back to the others. "Thanks for the food Lara, so you have no idea who sent this? Or are you just messing with us?" he asks.

Lara Croft has posed:
Lara would walk over to the desserts that May presented and she'd make a little noise that sounded like a fair amount of approval. "Oooo." Her right hand would dip into the container to grab at particularly alluring cookie and she'd pluck it up and take a bite from it. "Ahhmm... that is delicious." She'd say, the flavor pleasing the British woman quite a lot!

Lara would look up then to Clint and she'd flash a smile. "I think it was someone from the school I was teaching at. The other day... my last day of class, I made a joke about not getting a Going Away Party with 'tacos for everyone' and... well... here we are. But I'm not yet sure which one sent it all."

She drew in a breath and shook her head. "I'll get to the bottom of it though..." And that was said with a little grin.

Melinda May has posed:
May also goes to sit with her modest plate of food and a glass of water. She looks at Barnes almost challengingly for a moment before picking up a taco and biting into it with the tidiness of long practice. After all, compared to eating with chopsticks, this is nothing.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky sees May and how she eats her taco, and decidingly mimicing her, he takes a bite of his the exact same way and his face says it all. 'this is good.' and he eats humbly, solemnly. A small smile touching his face as others talk and make merry.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint stops a taco lifted half-way to his mouth, "Wait, a high school kid paid for all of this?" he shakes his head. "Man, that does it, so asking Fury for a raise." For all his complaints he's smiling though and when he's finally taken a bite and swallows down his first bit of taco, he says, "When you find him though, say thanks from me. Rich little jerk." Again, all good natured.

Quake has posed:
Skye takes her plate of tacos and refinds her perch on the couch. She laughs at Clint, "Should have asked me to fix that for you while I still had access." Of course she doesn't have it now. Or, at least not quite so much.