"Maybe." It had certainly become a place for opportunities that had been stolen away in their home worlds. Pepper's smile turned a touch melancholy, although she knew that Sam would understand the sentiment better than most. Today wasn't the day for those sorts of thoughts, however, and she let his enthusiasm revive her own.

"You definitely could. Natasha and Clint put together a party last year, although I had to miss it. But if it was anything like Thanksgiving, I'm sure it was grand."

She grinned when Sam admitted he hadn't been dancing yet. "He won't leave you here all night. You should make sure to get out there. A place for romance, right?"