Cars. Lots and lots of cars. There was a gala going on upstairs, and the basement parking garage of Avengers tower was full to capacity with every absurdly priced vehicle that had ever been produced. Valets were bustling through the maze of vehicles parking new ones, returning items (for a tip) and occasionally taking a car out for the rare guest who left early. One area, mostly closed off but with an opening she could see in through, remained undisturbed.
In this large, specially sectioned-off part of the room, the vehicles of the building's residents and any visiting S.H.I.E.L.D. higher ups were parked. Since there was a gala tonight the corner was full to capacity. Karen Jones, one of the valets, paused as she headed back to the entrance to the garage.
Stark, of course, had four. A '32 Ford flathead roadster, a '05 Saleen S7, a '67 Shelby cobra (she'd overheard him bragging about replacing the original after he busted it on a trial run of the iron man suit), and an Acura NSX roadster. The fact that the Acura was parked was a sure sign Tony was in, as it was usually his favorite to go racing around in. Next to it was Pepper's car, a slick black Cadillac CTS that she drove when she wasn't being chauffeured around in a company car. Karen grinned at that, the reporters on TV looked shocked every time Pepper drove herself no matter how often she did it, and Pepper never seemed to give a damn. Last in line was Colonel Rhodes' car, a white '08 Audi R8.
Lieutenant Bucky Barnes' silver Mustang was parked in a corner, while Beth's bright yellow mini cooper was parked right next to Steve's 1945 Oldsmobile. The Oldsmobile was painted a shade of blue so dark it was nearly black, with whitewall tires and red hubcaps to complete the effect. Must of cost a fortune, she reflected, moving on to the pair of motorcycles next to it. There was a dark blue Harley Davidson for Steve, who found comfort in the familiar brand, and a 1960's Meriden Triumph Boneville T120R for Bruce, who had fallen in love with them after driving one to the battle of New York. Speaking of Bruce in love, next to the bikes were two trucks. Bruce drove a huge silver Ford F150, while Betty had stuck to a refurbished Chevy C10.
The third wall started with a red Jeep Grand Cherokee. Jane's. Karen had often seen and occasionally helped the scientist load the back with astonishing amounts of equipment and leave for days, returning weary and dusty, but usually with a "look what I found" grin. On these excursions, Jane was usually followed by Darcy in another Jeep, an olive-colored Wrangler currently parked next to her own. Third in line was Thor's red 2010 Camaro. The big guy had a workout getting into the thing, but they got along well. They were both huge, loud, and impossible to ignore Karen thought with a grin. The last three cars in line were black. A sleek Tesla model S, which Loki had customized for goodness knew how much with gold hubcaps and a forest green leather interior came first. Next to it was a Maserati Spyder convertible with the top down and a red leather interior. Natasha's, of course. And last but not least came Clint's car. A 1956 Studebaker Hawk. She wondered briefly if Natasha and Clint had planned this together.
The side with the opening had S.H.I.E.L.D. cars, driven by Doctor Selvig, Director Fury, and Agents Sitwell, Coulson, and Hill. Karen sighed. She should get back to work. Turning around, she jumped nearly a foot in the air when she saw the pileup of car owners looking at her. "The party got boring" Hill explained briskly. "we're going for shwarma." "And we'd like to get to our cars if you don't mind" added Tony with a grin. "Of course" Karen muttered turning red and shuffling away. As she reached the end of the group, someone grabbed her arm. "You get used to it", Beth whispered.
