Stark Towerette, Sunday Evening
Jun. 9th, 2024 09:19 amDon was a surgeon from New York City who used to live in Tony Stark's house. Of course he couldn't cook. He could, however, order takeout with the best of them. He hadn't had Kung Pao chicken since before he died, so he'd fired off a text to his fellow tower-dwelling Avengers, as he might have in days of yore, asking if they wanted anything while he was ordering, and after waiting an appropriate amount of time for any requests to come in he'd called Ching Tai to place his order...with some last-minute requests by Thor.
"Oh, and a triple order of Mongolian beef and a double order of pork fried rice. Mm-hmm. And double the spring rolls. Are you sure? They're never as good reheated...what's an 'air fryer?'"
While Don waited on the delivery person, he would be in the kitchen getting educated on modern technology by a ghost. You know, just normal things.
"Oh, and a triple order of Mongolian beef and a double order of pork fried rice. Mm-hmm. And double the spring rolls. Are you sure? They're never as good reheated...what's an 'air fryer?'"
While Don waited on the delivery person, he would be in the kitchen getting educated on modern technology by a ghost. You know, just normal things.