"The local, for some of it."

It's easier now that he has a left arm. Her fingers curve over his vibranium ones without hesitation, and she sets her other hand at his shoulder, allowing him to draw her sweetly into his arms. "The marketplace, for the rest. Like those little speakers, and the lights."

She can't stop smiling up at him, her eyes shining with her success, with having made him so happy. It feels like she's already drunk on that unopened champagne. "But it took a while to pull everything together, even so."