Aside from the floor-to-ceiling windows looking out onto the impossible mine, the design of the lounge Shuri leads them to looks blessedly familiar: couches and armchairs and a small kitchenette.

She wonders if there are cheeseburgers in Wakanda. She could murder a cheeseburger. "Sit, sit," Shuri tells them, before going to the fridge to look inside, humming to herself.