"Dinner's ready," Steve Rogers called from the kitchen, where he had been cooking dinner for the Avengers. "Thor did you finish setting the dinner table yet?"

"I have friend Steve." Thor bellowed back to him. "Is the feast finished?

"The food is finished but it is not a feast Thor, it's just dinner," Steve replied entering the dinning room his hands full. He set down the plate of steaks and the bowl of mashed potatoes, before going back in to the kitchen and getting the green beans, basket of hot rolls and butter.

"Hey Capsicle, Jarves told me you made dinner," Tony Stark said swinging into the dinning room and plopping down on the closest chair. "I didn't even know I had food in the house."

"You didn't. I had Clint and Natasha buy the food," Steve replied also sitting down at the table.

They were shortly joined by Dr. Bruce Banner, Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff.

"This looks great Steve," Bruce remarked.

"Let's eat," Thor shouted.

"Indoor voice please," Clint said leaning away from the over exuberant god of thunder.

"Steve," Tony remarked. "Where are the forks?"

"What," Steve asked looking down at the table. "Thor I thought you said you had set the table?"

"I did," Thor picked up the steak knife and stabbed a piece of meat bringing it to his plate.

"Thor, here on Earth we eat with forks not knives," Natasha replied.

"What is this fork you speaketh of," he asked looking around the table.

"The ones in the silverware drawer," Tony remarked pointing towards a chest of drawers in the corner of the room.

"Thou weareth silver?"

"No, we don't wear silver. Silverware are utensils."

"Utensils," Thor rubbed his head quizzically.

"Tools you eat with Point Break," Tony said.

"I'll get the forks," Clint said getting up and going to the drawer. He opened it and pulled out six forks before handing them around. Thor looked at it oddly.

"Here," Steve said holding up his own fork and demonstrating how to cut the food into bite sized pieces with his knife. Using his fork he picked up a square of beef and put it his mouth. Thor copied him.

"This is a much better way to eat," Thor bellowed happily using his fork to scoop up some mashed potatoes. "I think I shall have to introduce these forks to Asgard when I go home."