For once, the Avengers lounge room had more than two people in it at a time. At the present, there were four, as the sorcerer supreme had left for the Sanctum Sanctorum with a promise that he would be in touch. That left the Iron Man, the God of Thunder, the Lord of Chaos, and the ex-assistant of a regional paper supply company. Also known as the Prophet. They were currently sprawled about the room, Naomi laid on the love seat with a steaming cup of black coffee on the table beside her. Thor sat on the adjacent couch, appearing very comfortable in his loose jeans and baggy jacket. On the opposite end of the couch and fashion spectrum, Loki reclined in a Mitford Pinstripe Gucci suit paired with a Louis Vuitton Damier Tie. Though he appeared to be the rich man in the room, the actual billionaire matched more closely with Thor, in some fitted jeans and T-shirt.

The original plan had been for Thor, Loki and Naomi to leave as soon as everything had been properly worked out, however there had been a slight change of plan. According to Tony, he was expecting someone- who had been 'asking about Naomi for weeks.' This was impossible since Naomi had not been in the dimension for more than a few days, but Tony simply stuck to his over-exaggeration and shrugged. There really was only one person that he could be referring to, so she asked the brothers to wait a bit longer on Earth. Currently, Naomi searched for some extremely sensitive and top-secret documents on her phone- to be used when the newcomer arrived.

"So Reindeer Games, how's it going on the crazy scale?" Tony broke the silence, sliding into the center space between the ring of couches. With a single swipe, he slid Naomi's legs off the cushion and plopped down. Keeping her eyes on the screen, Naomi simply propped her feet against his shoulder, crossing her ankles as her socks came dangerously close to his hair.

"it varies from moment to moment."

Naomi barked out a laugh, retracting her legs as she held her stomach. Of course, this only earned her strange looks from the rooms other occupants.

"Naomi, what do you find so funny?" Thor questioned, raising an eyebrow at her. Calming herself, Naomi sat up beside Tony- who was confused but amused- and got her last giggles out.

"It's kinda a popular line from Loki." She grinned, looking over to Loki and watching his reaction. His eyebrows shot up, clearly shocked but mostly pleased at the notion of being popular.

"From the movies, yes?" He asked, leaning forward. Naomi nodded, quickly checking to see if she still had the available information on her phone before turning back to everyone.

"Does everyone have, ah, popular lines?" Thor pursed his lips in thought as he waited. Still grinning, Naomi scoffed with a smile.

"Of course!" She exclaimed. "Everybody's got iconic lines." Toying with her phone, she thought up of a few from the specific Avengers in the room as Tony hummed beside her in question. "Well, Tony you've got the whole 'genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist' thing."

Tony nodded in satisfaction, shifting in his seat with a pretense of self-importance. "Still true to this day." He smirked.

"I think Miss. Potts would say differently." Thor countered, chuckling at Tony.

"I'm exclusive, what can I say. VIP's only." Tony opened his arms, showing himself off as the rest of them laughed. Even Loki snickered at the Stark's sense of humor, finding him to be quite funny. Naomi always found Tony funny, and so was still breathy with laughter as she took another swig of coffee.

"Uh, well if you don't look at the Ragnarok ones, Thor has a line that gets referenced all the time." Naomi gestured, holding her cup of coffee with a devious smile. "I like this drink. Another!" She pantomimed throwing the cup down, generating the most reaction from the Asgardians, who knew what custom she was referencing. As for Tony, he was used to being confused by her by now.

"And do I get any?" Loki smirked, leaning against the couch. Feeling confident from the easy-going atmosphere, Naomi smirked right back.

"If it were easy, everyone would do it." Of course, this was not one of Loki's more famous lines, however it would be an unwise choice to suddenly remind Loki of his past choices. Besides, they were more speech-like than amusing or funny, which was what she was going for. Once again, Tony didn't recognize it, but Thor and Loki appreciated the reference. She would have listed more off, if a streak of red and blue didn't land on the giant window.

"Hey Mr. Stark! I'm here!"

Tony subsequently groaned in exasperation, muttering about 'finger prints all over the windows' as he moved to unlatch one of them. Thor and Loki shared looks of confusion as to who the hell just landed on the glass in a spandex onesie, and of course Naomi got a shit-eating grin on her face. The second Peter swung himself through the opened window into the room, she opened her phone and pulled out her secret document.

Through the first opening notes, Naomi grinned at Peter- holding out her phone and upping the volume. "Hey Peter, what do you think of this cool song I found?"

Peter cocked his head at her, mask still on as he hovered near the Window and Tony. He had yet to notice Thor or Loki, focusing on the weird woman who knew so much about him. He was about to ask her what she meant, when the first words sang out from her phone.

"Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can. Spins a web, any size- catches thieves just like flies-"

"Look out!" Naomi said along with the music. Peter's suit eyes were wider than she had ever seen them, and she was willing to bet his mouth was hanging open.

"Here comes the Spiderman!"

She paused it there, grinning to herself as she was met with looks of mixed awe and confusion from the rooms other occupants. Peter began looking from Tony to Naomi, bouncing on his feet.

"What was that?!" He asked, not even bothering to keep the excitement out of his voice. "Is that a theme song?!"

"Maybe." Naomi shrugged coyly, throughly enjoying his reaction. Peter turned fully to Tony, gesturing to his face in question of if he could take off his mask. Still, he somehow hadn't noticed Thor and Loki in the room, since he hadn't freaked out over meeting Thor. Tony nodded in response, and Peter pulled off his mask in a swift motion, leaving him with very messy mask-hair.

"I have a theme song?" He asked her, his voice breathy with awe and childish joy. Peter's eyes were wide and bright, and behind him Tony couldn't help but chuckle.

"Do I get a theme song?" Tony asked, fake pouting as he walked back to his seat on the couch next to Naomi. She laughed, scooting to make room.

"Yeah, but I think I'll show you some other time." Tony scowled with false annoyance and sulked on the cushion as Peter edged toward the group.

"Wait, uh, are you actually from a different dimension?" He asked carefully, clasping his hands in front of him, kneading the mask limp in his fingers. Naomi's smile softened at his shy demeanor, knowing exactly what would pump him up again.

" I don't know, Thor, am I from another dimension?" She turned to face the blonde god, keeping her eyes on Peter. As she suspected, his face was absolutely priceless- a mixture of complete wonder and shock. His jaw dropped as he turned to finally stare at the still long-haired Thor seated on the long couch, answering Naomi's question.

"Of course, you have proved it time and time again, Naomi." Naomi sent a silent thank-you to Thor as she noted his use of her first name. He finally dropped the whole 'lady' thing, and now Peter thought she was BFF's with the god, which scored some coolness points. Almost subconsciously, Peter began to bounce on his heels, staring at Thor even when he turned to meet his gaze. Unfazed by Peter's clear adoration of him, Thor introduced himself with a polite smile.

"Spiderman, is it? I am Thor, son of Odin. This is my brother Loki." Thor gestured to the side where Loki seemed quite put-out over Peter's fanboying over Thor. "Naomi has told me of you, you are the adopted son of Stark, yes?"

Peter quickly stilled and turned red, quickly switching gazes between Thor, Tony and Naomi as he tried to make sense of the situation. Naomi was obviously beside herself with laughter, clutching her stomach as she tried to reply that yes Peter is most definitely Tony's spider-son, but unfortunately Tony got the first word.

"No, I didn't adopt him, Peter lives with his Aunt." Tony rolled his eyes, throwing a threatening glance over at Naomi, who was still dying next to him. "What have you been telling all the Asgardians, Hepburn?" His voice was laced with unconvincing malice, Naomi only giggled at his attempted interrogation.

"Only the truth, I swear." She smiled. "Peter Parker is basically your son, just accept it." Poor Peter himself was sill standing in the middle of the room, beet-red and endlessly confused. He came to the facility the second he got a message from Tony, wanting to find answers about the woman he bumped into on the street. Instead, the kid had even more questions than before, met one of his idols, and possibly a new dad. It certainly didn't help matters when Tony only responded to Naomi with a shrug and a smirk, neither confirming nor denying that Peter was basically his son.

His poor little spidey-heart could barely handle it.