"Is that the sequel to legend of the ten rings?" Ava asks, popping the shrimp into her mouth when there's no protest. "A notorious organization..." dating back centuries, and the kidnappers of Tony Stark. Ugh. She chews slowly, decides that Erin has a very delicate palate indeed. It's a good sauce, though she's sure it would go better on something than just shrimp. What, she has no idea. Maybe she'll ask Pratt about his mashed potato journey.

"But unfortunately for your poetic interpretation, there were no actual strings attached. Mostly a web of tangled misunderstanding. We suspected the other of being an imposter, due to a miscalculation on my part."