"If you would like, give me the list of everything you will need and I will see to it that it is available for you tomorrow," Jarvis said.

"I can do that?" Capri asked, blinking, clearly startled. "You don't mind? Tony doesn't mind?"

"I doubt Sir will even notice the additions to the grocery list," Jarvis replied. "And he did say to let me know of anything you find you need."

"Oh. Okay." Capri blinked and looked at Felicity. "Come on, we're making a list of things we want me to bake, and then I'll make a grocery list."

"Okay," Felicity said. Hey, if they could get it on Stark's dime, all the better.

They ended up spending a few hours doing that, and by the time they were done, it was dinner time, and time to officially meet the rest of the team. Capri swallowed nervously.

Felicity's anxiety had slowly been building as it got closer to dinner, and her hands were shaking slightly as they headed towards the elevators.

"We can always bail early," Capri told her, though her own hands were stuffed into her pockets. "I can make dinner for us, no problem, with what we have already."

"Right," Felicity said, nodding. She still couldn't help the slight tremble in her voice, though. She was definitely nervous about officially starting her indenture.

"Come on. Quick look." Capri gave in and tucked her arm through Felicity's, trying to comfort them both. It was just one of those nights, clearly.

Felicity nodded and headed upstairs with Capri.

It was much more normal upstairs than Felicity was expecting. The giant TV screen was currently being used for a three-way game of Mario Kart, and Felicity vaguely recognized the track as the Rainbow Road. The three players were all on the couch: Steve and Thor taking up all available cushion space, and Clint perched on the arm.

Bruce was in the kitchen working on dinner, which smelled Indian and amazing as far as Capri was concerned, while Tony worked on something on a StarkPad, and Natasha watched the Mario Kart race. And maybe occasionally cheated by poking someone.

Felicity just stared, a bit spellbound, until someone's Kart crashed and a burst of truly impressive expletives came from, surprisingly, Steve. The swearing faded to grumbling quickly, but it was still enough of a surprise to jolt Felicity out of her daze.

"I didn't know he did that," she said after a moment.

Tony grinned at that without looking up. "I know, he seems like such a boy scout, but apparently he got his vocabulary from Barnes and the Army."

Clint cackled at that. "Don't let Barnes catch you saying that, he won't let you play with his arm anymore."

"How bizarre," Felicity said faintly to Capri. "Tell me this is weird to you too?"

"Oh yeah. Very weird." Capri looked around at the team. "They don't even seem to care. Which is kinda nice."

"Yeah," Felicity replied. She almost felt like she shouldn't interrupt again; they were all doing their thing, and she felt a little awkward being there.

Bruce actually finally spoke to them first, smiling a bit and motioning for them to come in.

"They'll finish up eventually," he told the two. "I'm Bruce. Ignore them until the game's off."

"I'm Felicity." She glanced back at the living room. "Does this happen often?"

"At least once a week," Bruce said with an amused smile. "Depends how often we're all here and someone is cooking."

"I see." Felicity glanced at him. "I didn't realize Captain Rodgers was actually able to curse enough to curl a Marine's toes. It's bizarre."

"He doesn't in public, not unless he's really upset," Bruce said with a little grin. "He surprised Tony too that first time. I think we still have a picture of Tony's expression somewhere."

"You don't expect it from him," Felicity said. "It's almost shocking."

Bruce nodded and got down plates for everyone. "I think you'll find that we're not exactly what you'd expect," he said. "Dinner is ready, if you two want to go ahead and grab some."

"Before everyone else?" Felicity asked cautiously. "It's alright?"