[ She might be joking, but they're brushing against something Sam should probably bring up with her anyway. Sam taps the side of his mug in thought. ]

I mean, on a casual note... Far as I'm concerned you're part of this mad shindig, and should have been made the offer long ago. On a more serious note... I got no damn clue if I got the authority, but I mean. If no one else claims the honor, yeah, I'd love to be the one offering you an in officially.

[ He raises the coffee up - but then pauses. ]

The Avengers used to stand for a lot. I want them to stand for everyone who got left behind by that, too.

[ And with that he takes a long swig of the coffee, wrinkling his nose. ]

I had a cocktail during Mardi Gras once do that. Had a glittery tongue for a week. Shit is coarse.