Chatting and laughing, the group arrived at the Turkish kebab shop Tony had mentioned.
Ding-a-ling.
The bell hanging on the door rang as the Avengers and the little ones walked inside.
"Hello, hello! You've got customers! Huh? Is anyone here?"
The shop looked fairly spacious and had a cozy interior, but once they stepped inside, they discovered tables and chairs toppled all over the floor.
The place was deserted, as though it had been looted. Paimon flew around the restaurant before returning with disappointment written all over her face.
"What do we do? There's nobody in the kitchen, either."
Paimon spread her hands helplessly. "What's going on? Was business so bad that the owner ran away? But there's still loads of ingredients in the kitchen."
Tony pulled over a chair and sat down, while Natasha helped the children find a clean spot.
Steve surveyed their surroundings. "We're too close to the center of the battle. The owner and customers probably saw the Chitauri invasion and fled."
"Ah... that's really unfortunate."
Paimon sounded disappointed.
She was so hungry that she barely had the strength to fly anymore.
Lin Ze checked the kitchen. It was well stocked with ingredients, including lamb, beef, and chicken.
Everyone was exhausted. They had come here for a meal at Tony's suggestion, but with no chef around, there was nothing to eat. They simply slumped into seats or sprawled over tables to rest.
"Why don't I do it?" Lin Ze came around the counter, tying an apron he had found beneath a table around his waist. "I don't know what Turkish kebabs taste like, but they should be pretty similar to grilled steaks."
Barbara stood up and volunteered to help Lin Ze.
Steve felt bad. The battle had drained everyone's strength, and the boy had done his