"Nice to meet you.. I think." If anyone expected Lacey to be surprised by Jarvis, they were sorely disappointed. A few years ago, sure, but Lacey was a pro at the multiverse gig. Such was the partially unwanted life of a self proclaimed bitter Mary-Sue. But Lacey's brow did crinkle as she she tried to figure out the best outlet for Natasha to use.
With a slight frown and a shrug, she pressed a few buttons on her watch. An outlet suddenly appeared at the base of the table Natasha was sitting. "Will it fit that one? We have a variety of them available, but I'm not exactly techno girl, so I have no idea if that's the right kind or not." There was a beat of silence before Lacey spoke again. "Uh.. your briefcase or A.I or whatever.. it's not going to go all evil and try to kill us all or anything is it? Because we have a no violence policy here in the cafe. It gets you sent to a Hell dimension or worse if you break it."