((ooc: After
Wanda's farewell to Steve.))
Wanda arrived in the morning. She'd slept on the plane, strangely enough she'd found it much easier to sleep in the cramped seat, surrounded by the noise of the other passengers, than she had all alone in her silent home. The closeness of others calmed her. She spent little time in the airport...she'd carried her knapsack of belongings and the suitcase of clothes Layla had given her onboard, and somehow customs was a breeze. Wanda assumed Tony Stark had a hand in it, it was the type of thing he would do.
She stepped out into the crisp morning air and found a taxi cab to take her to the hotel Pietro was staying in. Lorna had forwarded the information to Wanda's Fantasticberry but had agreed to let the twins catch up alone before meeting with them. Wanda had little desire to see Lorna, or anyone, really...other than Pietro.
She still wasn't completely convinced Pietro was really going to be there. Was really going to be real. It could be a trick Lorna, or Tony, or someone else, was playing on her. But Wanda had no real options. She didn't what to do with herself and Steve had told her to trust Pietro and Lorna. For now, that was enough.
She arrived at the hotel. As arranged, she went to the cafe off the side of the lobby. They were serving breakfast. She requested a table for two, ordered coffee and settled down to wait.