"Hm?" Summer turned toward Stark, blinking a little as she pulled herself out of her own thoughts, which were definitely going through reassuring aphorisms about her birth control, and tried to catch up with what was being discussed. "Right. Well."

The small twitch of her smile and the shrug of her shoulders seemed to suggest to Stark that, well, they were here now, might as well lean into it, and she turned toward the couch, clapped her hands together, and announced, "I don't know about you kids, but I could use some coffee. And I might have a box of stale Lucky Charms in my cupboard leftover from St. Patrick's Day, if you're hungry...."