Coulson stepped out of the lift lookin' at Dad

"Mr Stark," he then turned to me

"Miss Stark."

Pepper jumped up and rushed over to greet the intruder

"Phil! Come in."

Dad and i raised our brows to eachother

"Phil?" we both stood up to join the stawberry-blonde and 'Phil'.

"I can't stay" Coulson moved into the room further.

"Uh...his first name is Agent" i pointed out while stopping infront of the two,

"You read my mind" Dad gave me a slight grin.

"Come on in, we're celebrating" invited Potts.

"Which is why he can't stay."

Dad was trying fairly hard to get rid of Coulson, obviously he and Pep have a play date; if ya know what i mean.

"We need you two to look this over" Coulson held files towards us,

(Doesn't he know Dad an' i don't like to be handed stuff?)

"Soon as possible."

Dad groaned

"I don't like being handed things."

Coulson turned to me.

I raised my hands and retreated in surrender away from the files.

Pepper smiled.

"That's alright, cause I love to be handed things. So, let's trade."

She passed her glass of champagne to Coulson and took the file from him, then took her champagne glass back from Coulson and passed the file over to Dad.

Woah!

She managed to give Dad a file!

"Thank you."

Dad seemed to be groaning inwardly to himself

"Official consulting hours are between eight and five every other Thursday."

"This isn't a consultation," Phil answered.

Does this guy ever smile? Or let his face show any expression?

"Is this about The Avengers? Which I...I know nothing about" Pepper gave an awkward face.

"The Avengers Initiative was scrapped, I thought. And I didn't even qualify" Dad pointed out

"I didn't qualify either" i shrugged

"I didn't know that either," Pepper added quickly.

"Yeah, apparently I'm volatile, self obsessed, don't play well with others" Dad didn't sound suprised.

"That I did know."

I leaned against the wall

"Well i've been labelled, distructive, bipolar, too young and 'vunerable'. Which is a load of utter bollocks!" my voice hitched up at the end.

Agent Coulson chose to ignore my last comment

"This isn't about personality profiles anymore."

"Whatever. Miss Potts, got a minute?" Dad pulled Pepper to the holographic monitors at the other end of the room.