"Steve Rogers like Captain America?" she asked cheerfully as they walked through the commissary towards the promised 'something like coffee', she didn't expect him to actually say yes, in her world it was only a movie, but, well, he did kind of look like the guy. Maybe he was just a superfan or something.

"....what is that?" she stared at the sludge, unimpressed. It looked like something out of her kitchen, and the majority of things in her kitchen were anything but edible. Maybe it tasted better than it looked? She poured herself a cup and took a sip. If it tasted alright then it wouldn't be so - it didn't. "This is supposed to be coffee? Is this coffee invented by someone who's only ever heard it described?"