"Where are the boys?" Natasha wonders as she looks around the common room.
"They've been kicked out for the day," Pepper grins. "I told JARVIS to make sure that the elevator won't stop on this floor for anyone with a Y chromosome."
"Here, have a drink." Maria holds out a glass of pinot. "Happy Galentine's Day."
"That was my idea," Darcy chimes in, her mouth full of what looks like smoked salmon canapés (more than one, in fact). "We need something to combat the excessive clouds of testosterone around here."
"What's Galentine's Day?" Natasha searches her memory banks for an appropriate entry, but falls flat.
Jane momentarily stops tapping on her phone.
"It's a day for women to celebrate each other and to complain about the men in their lives. Although that part is optional."
Natasha takes a deep sip of her pinot.
"I like it," she declares.
She looks over at the trays of snacks and sweets - nice little bites, all looking as pretty as they do look delicious. There's an ice bucket with white and rosé wines and a good selection of reds.
"An evening without beer, pizza, or words like torc and thrust? Count me in."
FILL: Galentine's Day (General; no warnings apply)
"They've been kicked out for the day," Pepper grins. "I told JARVIS to make sure that the elevator won't stop on this floor for anyone with a Y chromosome."
"Here, have a drink." Maria holds out a glass of pinot. "Happy Galentine's Day."
"That was my idea," Darcy chimes in, her mouth full of what looks like smoked salmon canapés (more than one, in fact). "We need something to combat the excessive clouds of testosterone around here."
"What's Galentine's Day?" Natasha searches her memory banks for an appropriate entry, but falls flat.
Jane momentarily stops tapping on her phone.
"It's a day for women to celebrate each other and to complain about the men in their lives. Although that part is optional."
Natasha takes a deep sip of her pinot.
"I like it," she declares.
She looks over at the trays of snacks and sweets - nice little bites, all looking as pretty as they do look delicious. There's an ice bucket with white and rosé wines and a good selection of reds.
"An evening without beer, pizza, or words like torc and thrust? Count me in."