Thor/Carol
Okay, so maybe Carol had been having a little bit too good of time. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt quite like this (not true: New Years Eve, 1979). But whatever John had brought back was doing a helluva job. The poor son of a bitch was passed out in a compromising position in her room, but Carol still had a job to do. So she told herself.
Stepping back into the bar, she noticed that there were even more people now. Jan and America had both shown up and didn't seem to be fighting (good), and there were even some new faces. She'd just made her way behind the bar when Thor entered and made his announcement. Because of course he had.
She sighed, stepping over to him and nodding. "Impressive." She noted that he was drinking at a rate that would make her blush (and that was saying something). She was impressed. "Another?" She offered once he'd finished the glass, already reaching for the good stuff.