There was no pavlova on Hawkeye's desk. As such, he was sulking, if one definition of 'sulking' was 'eating a bagel and reading the newspaper.' His feet were up on the desk next to his coffee, of course, and the door was open
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"Do you have coffee to share?" Alysha asked as she leaned against the door frame. She probably had pavlova for him. It was hard to tell given her hands were behind her back.
Hawkeye looked up from the newspaper and settled it on his lap. "There's a pot in the corner, but I can't claim it's anything but worthy of a gag reflex."
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