The evening of dinner arrives, and Phil makes his way up to Hawk's apartment. It takes two knocks before the door opens, and there's a very rumpled looking Hawkeye with half his hair pressed flat against his face, awful stubble, a blanket around his shoulders, and a deep malaise about him.

...

"Dinner," he seems to remember quickly, pointing at Phil with both hands before half closing the door.

"Just a minute!" he calls back, and there's a sound of shuffling about before the sound of half a giraffe toppling.