[He's not wrong, Wanda isn't really looking for something or someone in particular. She's there more or less doing the equivalent of window shopping with the expectation that no one there will pique her interest.

Besides, what would she have in common with any of them? Talking about dead parents, dead siblings, submitting to unnatural science experiments with cosmic forces and insane A.I. are hardly something that anyone would want to bond over at an event like this. Herself included.]

No. Nothing in particular for me. [Her lips curl up at the corners again as she glances back to Sam.] I expect that if anyone here does interest me I'll recognize that.

[At least, she thinks so. It's not as if she's ever prioritized on romance in her life.]

I won't say no to recommendations if you happen upon someone, of course.