[ There's shawarma! It's probably not quite such a thing, but it exists, she ate it with a couple of Avengers, and most importantly, it's delicious! ]

I hope to be.

[ It isn't until she hears it repeated, though, that she realizes how silly that must sound out of context and Nadia, with just a touch of ego there, assumes that if he hasn't recognized the costume, they probably aren't from the same world or timeline. She knows how these things usually work.

She kneels on the ground in front of the colorless flowers, running her hand through them. They respond, of course, shouting insults as she does. ]

I can forgive their rudeness. There is something wrong with them, don't you think? These ones are lacking something that the others have...