[She will wait as long as Vision needs her to. Wanda and Pietro had been forced to make their Offerings too early, and Pietro's potential had been permanently stifled as a result. Wanda would never, ever want Vision to feel rushed or like he 'has' to do anything to be worthy of her love. He already is in all the ways that matter; if Wanda was one for wishes she couldn't have wished for anyone better.]

I hope they know better than to try anything by now.

[Wanda settles against him with a happy sigh and a lavender cookie. It may not be 'proper,' exactly, but this isn't a formal setting and so she dunks it into her tea. It's good on its own, but it's even better with the rose and cherry notes from the tea and the warmth to make the white chocolate chips perfectly gooey.]

Well...it is not an official function but...a new play is opening in two weeks and they sent me an invitation to opening night. I thought maybe...I was wondering if...would you want to go with me?