[ One hand remains cast over her face, while the other lifts, making vague gestures with her fingers. Eeeeeh. ]

Something like that. There's a trick to it, of course.

[ Because of course Astorian magic comes with a caveat. She pushes herself upright, and gives Tony a long look, before tipping her head to the side. ]

How about this. You find us something to eat that is not kelp or fish, and I will find us something incredibly tasty that's also ridiculously alcoholic.

[her hand extends forward] Deal?