[ That has her laughing, his sudden unexpected look of distaste catching her off guard. ] Not a fan of 80's rock, huh? Guess you had to be there. There are worse eras, trust me.

[ She slides the mask off all the way, finally, setting it beside her and shaking her curls free, not minding being open and exposed when it was just him here for the moment. Sitting beside the fire offered a little bit of solitude amongst the revelry and she found herself relieved that he'd found her. ]

I don't know. On you and Steve's manly bonding time, or something. I imagine you've had quite a bit to catch up on. Or whatever else it is you two do in there that keep breaking doors and otherwise harmless furniture. I've been half afraid to ask.