"You are dressed perfectly fine for dinner with friends," Nakia says, firmly, "which is what this is. Besides, it is good to keep T'Challa humble. He is already king; he does not need to give himself airs about it."

It's deeply fond, and Sharon gives her friend a close, cunning look. "So, you two are...?"

"Oh, look!" says Nakia, brightly. "Here is a washroom. Please go and wash your hands, thank you!"

Sharon, twisting her mouth, rolls her eyes at Bucky and disappears briefly, followed shortly by the sounds of splashing water.