Tony's right, of course, and at least there's that.

"Yeah," she sighs, tipping her head towards him, considering. "At least mine was cut and dry, because it really was between just us. It wasn't like a you-and-Loki situation, or even whatever the fuck Gabranth was dealing with."

Ellie stuffs the things into her backpack and away, then heads over to where Tony's poking at a thing on the floor. No spores, just regular gross.

"But then they show up here, and it's awkward as hell, because here they're just some guy."

Embarrassing.