Carol had gone straight to the hall to start gathering what they needed. She noted the cards and nodded in approval, the alcohol starting to clear out of her system. She knew all of this was a bad idea, but at the same time, it was too late to turn back now. "Yeah, just let me finish here." She was securing a very long extension cord, using a bit of her photon power to melt the plastic just enough to the convention floor. It was a temporary fix, but hopefully, it would allow them to jumpstart Stark's system back home. Near Carol was a box filled with various things she'd gathered from the convention including some hanging lights and other odds and ends (mostly comics, action figures, and a Captain America plushy she thought was hilarious).
"Ready?" She picked up the box in one arm and had the extension cord in the other, nodding for him to go for the door just as security started shouting at them. "Now or never?" She quickly followed him onto the other side of the door, closing it after they were through and making sure there was enough room for the cord. Hopefully, the others couldn't get through.
After some awkward shouts and bangs, there was silence. And Carol grinned and looked at Peter. "Think they're mad?"