The first time Darcy Lewis meets the Avengers she isn't sure what to expect. Sure, the Captain and Tony Stark are both gorgeous and the Black Window is the perfect role model for any self-respecting teenage girl, but they all voluntarily hang out with Thor - who likes to throw things on the floor randomly, his major issues with family and likes to wander around without any clothes on (and Darcy has caught him - many times). It isn't that she does understand these things - and indeed appreciate them - but she doesn't see how an actual God can fit into a team of mortals.
Then she meets the Avengers.
She wonders why she couldn't see it before. They fit together seamlessly, a jigsaw. (And all of them have issues with family.)