Still Ivy here.
For those of you who haven't seen any of the Iron Man movies, let me just say this – Tony Stark has an amazing house. Really, that place is awesome. I really wish I could have warned him so it wouldn't have been destroyed. Actually, if I hadn't known he'd had enough money to rebuild the place, I might have actually warned him just so the place wouldn't have gotten blown up.
"And this is the workshop," said Tony.
The walls were lined with Iron Man suits. My jaw dropped as I stared around at them. This. Was. Awesome. I was standing in the middle of Tony Stark's workshop, surrounded by Iron Man suits. How many people get to say that in their lifetimes?
"Figured you would have seen them already," he said, clearly noting my expression.
"Seeing something in a movie and seeing something in reality are two very different things. You're on Mark… 42, right?"
"Yeah, I was just putting on a few finishing touches when I left."
"How did you know what was going to happen?"
"I didn't. I, uh… had a suit in the neighborhood. To keep an eye on you."
Why was I not surprised?
"I knew someone was following you, but I only came yesterday because I was sure. I thought that the time while your parents were out would be best. What do they know?"
"Nothing." The only person who knew anything about what had happened to us last summer was Miranda. And the Avengers and probably a few S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
"Well, come take a look at Mark 42."
The suit was assembled on the little platform in the middle of the workshop. This. Was. Awesome.
"Tony?" said a female voice. "Where are – oh!"
At the bottom of the stairs stood Pepper Potts and Happy Hogan.
"Who's this?" she asked, frowning slightly.
"Oh, this is Ivy Williams," said Tony. "Ivy, this is Pepper, my girlfriend, and Happy, my former bodyguard, now head of security at Stark Industries."
"People kept laughing when I told them I was Iron Man's body guard! I had to quit to save face!" protested Happy.
"Well, she's going to be staying with us for a little while, while I deal with the Mandarin problem."
"Does she know something about it?" asked Pepper.
"Kind of. It's a long story," I replied.
"Does S.H.I.E.L.D. know about this?"
"Kind of?" offered Tony.
"You know, I think I'll just stay out of this. I have a meeting at work. Come on, Happy."