Fury picked up on the subtle difference in her words, but didn't react to it as he picked up the bottle and decided - fuck it, it was 3 pm somewhere - and poured more Jack Daniels than there was coffee in the cup. He took the cup from her then. "Alright. So now I've given in to -" He took a sip " - not entirely terrible coffee. You planning on telling me why I'm here and how the hell I can get back home?"