"Mm, then have they finished preparing the ingredients on that Cosmic Diner Ship?" Natasha was still unwilling to give up. She pressed on, "If they have ingredients and chefs, I have a way to make them open for business today."
"Oh?" Adjutant checked the ship's status. "They did bring some Earth ingredients aboard, that much is true. But what exactly are you planning to do? I'd like to hear how you intend to persuade them."
"Heh, then this is simple. I know a few people at the Food Hygiene Supervision Administration."
Black Widow looked at Deathstroke for his approval as she laid out her plan: "We'll go straight to that ship and demand a meal. If they dare refuse to cook for us, I'll have someone shut down their restaurant on Earth. Circus Restaurant has been in business for nearly a hundred years. A century-old establishment like that surely wouldn't want news breaking about food hygiene problems at their restaurant, right?"
As expected of an agent from the Red Room who later worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. Playing by the dark rules of the game came as naturally to her as drinking water, without the slightest guilt.
"Not a bad plan. Then it's settled." Su Ming thought it would be nice to take Gin to eat at a Mobile Diner Ship in space. Besides, the restaurant had to open eventually.
Even if they had no customers, they still had to eat themselves. The stoves were already lit, and cooking a few extra dishes was no trouble at all.
"I'll prepare a ship for you right away, so you can conceal your identities." Adjutant began making arrangements. She would not teleport them directly into the restaurant ship; they needed to hide certain superpower-related matters. Since they were going out to have fun, it