Kate and T'Challa Taxes. T'Challa laughed jovially. "Let us hope some of it is altruism," he said grandly, swirling the drink in its cup and taking another sip - it made him feel warm, at least, which was pleasant. A psychosomatic effect, perhaps (and thanks to the heart-shaped herb enhancements he did not get drunk very easily - not that he attempted to do so often) but it could also have been the company too. Kate was very bubbly. She always seemed generous and apt to put one-hundred percent into what she did, and he admired that.
"But yes, because of you I have developed a new appreciation for the combination of movies and pizza," he added, with a touch of pride. "My sister is quite pleased. I know she was waiting for me to catch up. You will meet her too, by the way, when you visit Wakanda." It was but a short trip through the magical gateway - how convenient, right? Though it was rude to show up without an invitation, but he was gladly extending one in this case.