Oh. My ribs. Troy's smirk was quick to appear though after Will's observation. "Aw yiss." So his intuitions had been correct. They fuckin'.
His significant eyebrows rose in surprise after giving Omen an 'oooh gurl!' look. Tongue cluck. "Netflix and chill is code for," and Troy's index finger began to prod the whole that his left hand had formed into. Uh, uh, ungh! "So, was it all you hoped and more?" Hemlock asked Zap.
Eva had let things happen as they were going to, anyway, then smiled at Thor after Troy's question: "Yes, yes it was." She moved to wrap her arms around his ribs and then gave his neck a quick peck before giving a 'what the hell, go ahead and sit down' gesture to her Chip and Dale. And then she smacked Thor's ass.
Troy bit his lip at the confirmation that Thor was good at gettin' jiggy with it, then made himself at home in the nearest easy chair. "Jimmy and I kinda picked up on it, FYI."
"I know," the mystic mused: "I felt vibes the other night," she pointed to Will with a wagging index finger. "Let's just hope we can avoid Jimmy's encounters..." The same index finger had risen to her temple, then she looked up at the Asgardian again. "Food, then? We can leave the building for once. Take these two out on the town," Zap smirked. Then they could get back to work and possibly head to Wakanda to have a meeting of the minds (and abilities).