Anthony Edward Stark

She's not bothering to hide the smile as Tony makes himself scarce.

"He is such a jerk." It's said more to herself and with more affection than venom before she turns to face Bruce.

"I'm sorry it has to be something...somewhat work related. One day, we'll all be able to have a nice glass of champagne without the world being threatened." Except that probably isn't ever going to happen and Pepper is pretty much okay with that.

Pepper sits on her temporary bed across from Bruce, and rests her hands on the white sheets.

"So what all are we -am I - going to have to go through for this?"