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Who: America & Kate
What: Con-venturing!
Where: Through the Door
When: Later Wednesday
Rating: Low

Kate had been ecstatic that America had come back for her to check out the convention. It was certainly a trip, but one that she knew to dress the part for. She had on her purple jumpsuit and, a bit hesitantly, put on her mother's necklace that had randomly appeared on Monday. She had thought it was some kind of sick joke, but how had it gotten here? She had meant to confront Loki about it, but Clint had come all excited like to tell her about the convention and it was easy to forget it.

Her bow and a quiver of arrows were slung across her back; she figured as long as she didn't actually do any archery, they'd be fine and allowed into the convention. She could pass them off as props. "Have you found any yous?" she asked as they stalked the convention floor. It was still the most bizarre thing to walk into, but she couldn't help but glance at all the people milling around, looking at stalls and dressed up. "The first time I saw someone dressed up as me, I think I may have squealed a little too much." She laughed, hooking her arm through America's. It was kinda nice to feel like a celebrity for once. They seemed to be getting a lot of compliments and people who said they "shipped" them, whatever that meant.

Kate's stomach grumbled and she looked over at her friend. "Food? Put a piece of a pizza in my hand and then I'll toootally look the part!"