"Why don't we just agree to sleep at eachother's places?" Wanda said, because she was mostly just tired of sleeping at S.H.I.E.L.D., first in a hospital bed and then on a cot in an office. "I've got three bedrooms and a couch at mine." And Jessica had said she'd had room, too. "You can have what you need of what money I have, Jan, and I'm not adverse to looking into the firehouse if everyone else is fine with it." It was ideal if the location was good, a self contained place with beds, meeting rooms, a kitchen. It was no Avengers tower but luxury didn't matter, not anymore. Cheap mattered and the less money they had to use on a headquarters the easier it would be on Jan, who could funnel it into more important projects like the Quinjets. Wanda wasn't particularly economically savvy, she just saved money, they'd leave the spending to Janet.