Who: Carol Danvers and Jessica Drew What: The not!testosterone-laden Avengers doing their thing. Where: Avengers HQ and then out When: Friday afternoon
Jessica had amassed enough coffee cups to start stacking them in a espresso-flavored game of house of cards in the empty meeting room, balancing them carefully to create the structures. This is why she missed smoking, but the Avengers building was particularly hard-assed over voluntary toxic smoke emissions, which she thought was a load of crock. There wasn't someone within a stone's throw who wasn't tweaked or messed up with on some level of their biology.
Leaning back from her latest sculpture and feeling vaguely satisfied, she sighed and tapped at the datapad to see how it was going with the sit-rep processing. She was supposed to be consolidating more of HYDRA or AIM's movements by the rumor mills, gossip forums and the all the usual tricks of the spy trade but the datapad was having a time crunching the numbers. A lot of stuff was still classified over her head, which hampered making actual progress with the search. Giving her plenty of time to master her architectural skills with dead cups of coffee.