Scott Lang/Hope VanDyne
"Murdering a buffet sounds like a great idea," he said and turned away from the window to take her by the hand. "I'm happy to eat anything that I didn't pull out of a microwave." His cooking skills were actually pretty good but when he was trapped at home, there was only so much you could do when you couldn't go to the store and had to depend on someone else to it for you and then they'd all been a little busy before the last battle with Thanos.
"If we don't get lucky at the tables, I bet we can put our heads together and figure out what the sacam is. We're both supposed to be geniuses after all. Well, you more so than me, but stil." Scott knew he was smart but he was nothing compared to Hope and her parents.