How in the hell did I get roped into chaperoning Prom?

If any of you are expecting me to dress up you have another thing coming.

[It's not like he can't be easily convinced by the women in his life who can kick his ass.]

So we're all here, and whether we remember each other or not we're all heros. How do you guys feel about forming a New Moore branch of the Avengers? The police department is very understaffed so I've been trying to pick up some of the slack for them but it would be a lot easier if we were a formal organization.

So, what do you guys think?

[ This is the face of someone who's used to time travel and alternate worlds, but that doesn't mean she has to like it. In fact, the last thing Natalia likes is waking up in strange places with no recollection to how she got there, though her displeasure is only showing minutely on her face.

She really should have paid more attention to Hank when he was explaining this stuff to them.

Natalia's already familiarized herself with the device she was given when she woke up here, and has processed the information, but protocol is protocol. She runs a hand through her hair, glancing off to the side and then back to the camera before speaking. ] Natalia Romanova, requesting day, month, year and general location.

[ A pause, and then ]

Thank you.