Bella had planned on bailing for the rest of the day, not wanting to face Fury or even the others again, but somehow found herself back in the meeting room. Mentally swearing, she glared at Patches before heading to the seat she had been sitting in previously.  It didn’t take a genius to know that things were tense inside of the room, but she didn’t ask what was up.  Instead, the blonde picked up the invitation that Calista had handed out and peered at it while Fury told them to ask for their quarters before telling them that the training would start at<b>buttfucktooearly</b>in the morning.<br/><br/><i>Oh, fuck that.</i><br/><br/>Shaking her head, Bella was not about to get up that early.  She was not a morning person at all.  Leaning back in her chair as Fury left, but not before inviting them to the nearby tavern for drinks, the Asgardian just snorted. He was kidding, right?  Once he was gone, she looked around the room and sighed deeply.  Shifting her gaze towards Daniel at his comment, she exhaled deeply.<br/><br/>“Having a beer is appealing, yes. Having a beer with Fury… not as much.  I’m not staying here tonight.  After tomorrow I’ll make my final decision, but… well… we’ll see.”  Bella glanced around the room yet again, honing on the faces of the others briefly before continuing her rotation.<br/><br/>“Regardless, I’m still coming to your show, Calista.”  She smiled, sweeping her blonde hair out of her face.