Log: Open to those in Stark Tower
[Natasha is, for once, in the main living room area sort of shared by all of them. At the moment, because she is actually trying to listen to Banner and let her arm heal, she's sitting curled up at one end of the couch, the remote in her left hand and a glass of wine in easy reach on an end table as she idly flips through television channels, trying to find something to watch.]