This takes place during episode 9 of Daredevil, "Speak of the Devil", during which Matt is sent to interrogate Marianna at the art gallery, and after Age of Ultron.

All characters and setting belong to Marvel, just the half of the plot belongs to me.

Pepper Potts walked into the cold, white, art gallery. When her stupid boss/boyfriend Tony Stark thought that he was dying, he sold off his entire art collection, worth 68 million dollars. Ever since then, Pepper had been slowly buying it all back piece by piece, and getting a few new ones as well.

Now she was in Hell's Kitchen, New York, because of a small art gallery she had been recommended by one of the Avengers staff.

Tony had begged her not to go, because the city was the center for mafias and crime lords, and not to mention the crazy masked "vigilante" who had been running around the town beating people up.

But of course, she went anyway. It's not like she was completely defenseless, she was a master in taekwondo and she could call the Rescue suit from a black plastic bracelet she wore on her right wrist. Tony was just too concerned.

Pepper walked across the starch white floor, her white Gucci pumps clicking with each step. She was taking a break from work, so she was dressed in a navy blue button up tucked into a gray pencil skirt, a gray coat hanging from one arm, and her white Prada clutch and a folder full of photos of paintings in her hand in her left hand.

Suddenly her phone buzzed. It was a text from Natasha about how Wanda had fallen into a fountain, and as she let out a giggle she body slammed herself into someone else, papers scattering all over the place.

"Oh-I'm so, so, sorry," she stooped down to pick up her papers.

"No, it's no problem" the man she had bumped into said in a smooth, low voice, and he bent down to, but instead of help picking her papers up he grabbed a white cane with a red stripe around it.

Of course he didn't help her, he was blind. Stupid, stupid Pepper she mentally punched herself in the face.

"I am so sorry" she said standing up, trying to get the photos in order again. "I wasn't watching where I was going and-"

"Please, it's alright. You wouldn't believe how many times I get hit a day" he laughed to himself, like it was some inside joke.

Pepper took a good look at the man. He was wearing a gray tailored suit with a crisp white shirt and a black tie, his handsome face adorned with a pair of circular red glasses that blocked you from looking in-

Wait.

What was a blind man doing in an art gallery?

Pepper opened her mouth to say something, but the man spoke first.

"You're Pepper Pots, aren't you?" he said "I recognized your voice from that speech you gave on TV a few months ago."

"You watch TV?" she shout incredulously, then realized how stupid she sounded.

"No," he laughed "Of course not, I was at my partner Foggy's house the other day and you just so happened to be giving a speech."

"Oh." Pepper said, not quite sure what to say. "May I just ask-"

"How may I help you?"

A woman appeared. She was very pretty, with short curled brown hair and clothed in a long, slim white dress.

"You go ahead." Pepper said to the man, smiling.

And then they parted ways.