Who: Wanda and Marc When: Friday night Where: Food court What: Marc is Not Steven. Surprise!
Steven had been reading again, although in bed this time rather than hunched over a desk, so Marc had suddenly been shoved to the front when Steven drifted off to sleep. The weird textbook about hieroglyphics and their grammar snapped into focus when he took Steven's glasses off, and then he'd waited a while to make sure Steven was properly asleep before slipping out of bed and changing back into clothes instead of pajamas. It was his time with the body, after all, and he wanted to check out the park and see this weird no-breathing part that the Doc had told him about. First, though, was his usual stop at the food court.
Steven was a vegan. Marc kinda... wasn't. He did his best to keep kosher, so he was avoiding things with ham and shrimp and stuff, and he got where Steven was coming from with being vegan, he really did, but if Bucky had left out sandwiches with chicken or beef in them, they were his. It was late, though, so he might just have to take whatever was there.
He found a chicken salad sandwich, and made himself some coffee - it wasn't just Steven that was tired, after all - and then picked a table to sit at.