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Jane Foster (science_fact) wrote in avengers_logs,

"They call games a little quicker than that these days." Jane paused, starting to copy the lineup onto the scorecard in her notebook.

"Um, do the hot dogs look like they're all beef?" Checking brands with her dad, then chowing down on hot dogs piled high with mustard. Or if he could be sure, Dad would buy cheeseburgers and fries and they'd take the greasy little trays back to their seats. Jane closed her eyes against the memory, breathing in the smell of fried food and approaching rain.

"Nevermind, it doesn't matter. If you could put a hot dog in a bun for me, I'll come fix it in a sec. Thanks." She looked over her shoulder to give Bucky a smile. Jane barely knew him besides what had been on the news but so far Steve had good taste in friends. Jane finished scribbling down the lineup and went to fix her plate at the buffet piled with more food than even two supersoldiers could eat.