Re: Avengers Taco Tuesday
[If anything could calm the quaver of trouble running beneath the surface and dispel simmering hostilities into something more like a team it was this. Pepper had left her office with the intention of seeking out coffee and avoiding most if not any. Her fingers were tight in the hem of her jacket, and the sound of her heels were an anxious tick-tick-tick muffled by carpet. She stopped in the doorway, with an expression firstly inquiry and then anxiety, swiftly smoothing out into nothing the minute she'd crossed the threshold from the hallway to the living space.]
This is quite the spread. Is this all you, Doctor Banner? [Pepper's statement, as candid and calm as usual, was somewhat at odds with the faintly frenetic air carried in with the smooth lines of the pale cream suit and the stone-colored heels. She didn't sit and she didn't move to take a plate but she smiled at Bruce above the heads of those milling around the accoutrements.]