Another night, another party. Well, at least Wanda had been abstaining from "social gatherings" lately, so she deserved to go out tonight. Anyway, this one was for a worthy cause and she'd written a check and handed it off to someone downstairs before she'd made her way to the elevator and up to this interesting little private get together. She supposed she'd received an invitation because of her status as an ex-Avenger. That meant, more than likely, she might run into Nick or Cap here and while she had done her best to avoid both men, her curiosity got the best of her.
Wanda wanted to know who exactly this Danny Rand was to send a such a cheeky invitation. Perhaps, just a few weeks ago, she wouldn't have a cared a bit, but she'd been in a fantastic mood since the incident with the mugger and the trickling return of some of her abilities. She could even conjure shields again and their strength grew with every attempt. It was a small start, but it was certainly better than nothing. So here she was, in Rand's Harlem apartment amongst strangers, dressed in a red Versace cocktail dress and looking healthier and more cheerful than she'd been in ages. Wanda found herself something to drink and then went in search of the party's mysterious host.