Next was the tower tour with Steve. Petra was admittedly nervous about this as it was Captain America, and she had a tendency to curse. Oh well. The tour actually went quite pleasantly, as he explained the first floor was the lobby, the second through tenth were a variety of offices from stocks to lawsuits to SHIELD business. Floors eleven through twenty were dedicated to genetic and physiological research, followed by Robotics and nanotechnology research on floors twenty one to thirty, and chemical and radiation labs were floors thirty one to forty. Floor forty one to floor fifty five were avengers only, holding their training rooms, living room and kitchen, and a residential floor for each avenger. Finally the top five floors belonged to Tony, his lab and workshop each taking up a floor, as well as floors dedicated to his and Pepper's offices, and the penthouse where Steve and Tony actually slept, despite their each having a floor among the avengers.
Steve and Petra ended up in the kitchen where the made lunch for the avengers who were home, namely Tony and Clint. Natasha was away on a mission apparently, and Bruce was at an out of town conference. They made chicken salad sandwiches for everyone, and after lunch Steve took her to the market to do some grocery shopping.
"Natasha and Clint prefer lean meats and leafy vegetables, I'm more a meat and potatoes man myself. Tony'll eat about anything, so will Thor when he's around. Pepper likes salads. But what should we get for you?"
"Oh I'll eat anything too."
"Good! I hope you don't mind some junk food, we do order out sometimes."
Petra grinned. "Junk food is actually my specialty." He smiled back at her and they continued collecting groceries for all the avengers, Steve teaching Petra about all their preferences and diets and allergies. In the end they had nearly more than the two of them could carry back to the car they had borrowed from Tony. They made it though, and when they returned to the tower Happy helped them bring up and put away the groceries.
"Thanks for coming along," Steve smiled, "I don't know what I did before your help carrying all that." Petra grinned cheekily back and remarked
"Probably just dropped everything." He laughed and told her she was too much like Clint, and started on dinner after shooing her off to her room to put away the clothes she had gotten earlier with Pepper. When she was done, she explored her floor - it was ridiculous to have a floor to yourself, but what would you expect from a Stark - and eventually made her way back to the elevator and to the living room, where delicious smells were wafting out of the adjacent kitchen.
"Mmm.." she sighed happily, following her nose to where Steve was tossing together a giant pot of noodles and chicken, with a salad already on the table. "That looks and smells f- freaking amazing."
"Thank you! The others should be down in a few minutes go ahead and have a seat." she did so promptly, and sure enough the other avengers were soon drawn down by the smell of dinner. As they all ate, she got to know the present avengers better, and felt - ever so slightly - a little more at home.