He has one arm around her torso, the other up by her face, and he kisses her again while she plays with his shirt button. Normally he wears those things because it's what he was raised wearing - his grandmother was very proper - but now he's kind of pleased about his choice of wardrobe.

"And one alien. We're more politically correct than the actual Avengers." He presses a kiss against her chin. "Too long. Besides one of us can actually vote now."