Darcy's fingers fly over the console, scrolling through page after page, trusting herself to know the code when she sees it. Behind her, Thor paces, heavy boots stomping against the metal floor as he murmurs, "We have not the time to search for information while our enemy escapes!"

"And if you would hang on just a god damn minute..." The computer beeps and Darcy grins as the door whooshes open. "We're in."