nick & hope
"Ha, no, I clearly mean indulging in known acts of debauchery," Hope quipped - she was just teasing, because 'debauchery' was not a word she associated with Nick Fury. But maybe he had some secrets - he seemed locked up tighter than Fort Knox.
Light eyes surveyed the spread of finger foods and other snacks - not just the cake, which was gorgeous and it was almost a shame to cut into it - but the more savory options. She'd consider some more, and for now just ladled herself a glass of punch. "Scott? Oh, he's around," she said - and was pretty sure of that, anyway. "He's always been more of a social butterfly than me. All friendly and whatnot. I'm used to work parties, and schmoozing with people I can't stand. This is a lot different."