USAgent strolled into the kitchen doorway and then stopped, looking around. What the fuck, was there a meeting going on? Had he missed a memo? He didn’t know why else all these assholes would be in here. There was fucking Stark and Jess, the last people on earth he wanted to be in close quarters with. The stranger bitch he didn’t give a fuck about, and of course, the ever present pain in his ass, Val. Son of a bitch. All he wanted was a motherfucking turkey sandwich. Well, Nick decided, fuck this noise. These motherfuckers could carry on with their little bad guy Tupperware party or whatever the fuck and he’d go out and get himself some Quiznos. Blowing his cover was not worth braving this kitchen. USAgent turned on his heel and marched right back out of the room without acknowledging anyone in it.