In one corner of the bar, dressed in a black catsuit with a belt that bears the markings of a black widow, sits Natasha Romanova. In her hand is a glass of what might be water, or what might actually be straight vodka.
She keeps glancing around as if she's waiting to see someone. The truth is, her paranoia is catching up with her. BUT that doesn't mean you shouldn't tag her.
On the other side of the bar sits Mary Jane Watson, who is idly reading over a script. She's definitely rather botherable.
And finally, there sits Ms. Emma Frost at the bar proper, who keeps shooting random glances over at Romanova. Her mind is like a minefield that even Emma doesn't want to mess with. So instead she seems to be writing a note. All one can see at the top is Dear Scott...so whatever that's about. Hmph