Natasha watches them disappear inside but doesn't put down her beer about it. She's aware more than anyone just how much Rocket's been looking forward to this part of the meal. Besides, if the strapping men are offering to grab her a plate full of meat she's not going to argue.
"Chicken's fine for me. The marinade's a family secret, so I've been eager to try it, see if I got it right." A Barton family secret, that is. But they were her family. Natasha's not too proud to admit it anymore, though they're no longer here to know it.
"I'll have to have a bit myself then." Steve quips with a knowing small nod before he and Thor look over what's on offer. "Smells good. Let's load up."
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on 2019-08-31 08:18 pm (UTC)"Chicken's fine for me. The marinade's a family secret, so I've been eager to try it, see if I got it right." A Barton family secret, that is. But they were her family. Natasha's not too proud to admit it anymore, though they're no longer here to know it.
"I'll have to have a bit myself then." Steve quips with a knowing small nod before he and Thor look over what's on offer. "Smells good. Let's load up."