Oh of course. Granted, the ones about MREs are clearly lost on you. She grinned at him, wrinkling her nose. Well, seeing as I couldn't kidnap and free Stark's butler to prove my prowess, I had to get into the Avengers by earning it the old fashioned way, climbing up the ranks. Nodding sagely, she smirked. "Exactly. One guy got a bite to the thigh, everyone started checking."
Snickering, Frances reached for the ice cream door and gestured him in. My apologies. Beef.
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