Pyro/Carol
Gasping, John practically yelled. "How dare you, drunky!" Though he was still smiles and laughs. "How. Dare. You." John poked her shoulder briefly. "Those are private and not for Marvel eyes!" There was a smirk.
"Remind me sometime later - if you remember and I'll bring you over the first book." There was a smile on his face. Okay. He liked Carol. He'd admit it. She wasn't that bad.