"Devine Pizzas, May I take your order?" I said cheerfully as I answered the phone.
"Hi, is this pizza girl?" I heard Tony Stark's voice reply out of breath. I rolled my eyes as I leaned against the counter.
"Isn't every girl here a pizza girl?" I asked him.
"Good point," he admitted, followed by a loud BANG in the background.
"Is this you, though?"
"It is me."
"But are you... God, I never caught your name!" He complained.
"You didn't ask," I replied casually, not minding being on the phone instead of working.
"Not the point! You're pretty good with an arrow, right?"
Pretty good, I laughed to myself.
"Better than Archer. Not that that says much," I claimed with a shrug he couldn't see.
"Okay, listen, I need your help," he admitted.
"Can't."
"What!?"
"I'm working!" I explained myself.
"Listen, pizza girl, please, we're at the tower and everyone in shield is controlled by an angry alien!"
"Sounds fun, but unless you order a pizza, I can't help you."
"Fine, I'd like one pizza then!"
"Yeah?" I asked happily, turning back around to the notepad; "what kind would you like?"
"I don't care!"
"Personally I'd recommend the cheese pizza, they really do live up to the name of this place, they are de-""Fine! One of those!" Tony interrupted.
"Thank you for your order! I'll bring your food over right away!"

"Who was that?" Cap yelled over the sound of gunshots.
"Backup," Tony replied, sending a repulsed against an agent.
"What?" Cap yelled loudly, not being able to hear over all the noise.
"I CALLED THE PIZZA PLACE!"
"Is now really the time for pizza?" Natasha questioned tiredly, hiding behind a knocked over table with her gun in her hands.
"Anyone order a cheese pizza?" A voice yelled. The agents immediately turned their attention to the new arrival who was already holding a bow steadily in her hands.
Gunshots started going off as the girl in the red 'Devine Pizza' shirt shot the first guy, making him yelp in pain before fighting the next one in hand to hand combat.
The six agents were quickly taken out by the Avengers (minus Thor and the hulk) accompanied by a girl with a cheese pizza.
"I hate delivering here," she stated as she stood in the middle of the mess, her bow still in her hand.
"How the hell did you know how to do that?" Natasha asked, stepping closer to her.
"The tip today better be huge," she continued muttering, picking up the only slightly smashed box from the floor.
"Pizza for Tony Stark?"
"Thanks," he replied dryly as she blew some dust of the box before handing it it to him.
"That'll be 13.50."
"I'm not sure what's going on here," Steve admitted, looking at the girl who was patiently waiting for her money.
"It's not important. Will you go get banner?" Natasha asked him, making him nod slightly before leaving.
"So, why don't you tell us where you're from?" Natasha suggested as soon as cap had left.
"Devine Pizzas. It says so on the box. And on my shirt," she added, pointing to the little logo by her right chest.
"We need to get her to an interview with fury," Natasha told Stark.
"No thank you," She pipped in.
"And say what? A pizza delivering girl saved our asses?" He sassed.
"You're welcome," she added.
"What do you want to do? Just let her go?"
"She hasn't done anything wrong," Tony pointed out.
"But she has the ability to," Natasha shot back.
"Right, okay, I'm heading off," she decided, slowly backing away. When she realised no one noticed, she decided to just head back to work.