Re: Upper West Side: West 81st.
[The girls are screaming in chorus now, the thud of impact a communal shriek that rises above the percussive slam Selina's making, kicking the door each time. It's stuck. Of course this ship is stuck - and Pepper has one arm around the shoulders of that girl who is going to pin Selina up to her ceiling, who is sobbing over the ruined shirt until it's ruined some more.
Then -- a rush of yellow, artificial light, enough to have to squint against after all that darkness. There's an outline in the door, beyond that of Selina, and it's a gleam of blue and red as the figure twists inward that says Cap rather than anyone else.
Relief shudders up her spine, soaks in all that adrenaline. Pepper gives a hard push to the girl's shoulders, propelling her forward, toward Cap - maybe there'll be two heroes on the wall. Looking at Selina.]
Trust him to show up once you'd done the hard work. [A small (and moderately shaky) grin. Cavalry is here.]