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Greeting: Write a story or poem staring with the word Hello
Eye contact: Write about two people seeing each other for the first time
"Hello, I'm Tony Stark, and you are awesome." Elena stood frozen as she stared at the billionaire who stood in the center of her living room telling her she was awesome.
"What?" She stuttered oh so eloquently.
"You're awesome. You've managed to hide your abilities and stay off of SHIELD's radar for 23 or so odd years. That's awesome. Not only that but you're also pretty good at killing time. Seriously I've been here since about two hours after you ran from the bakery and you've been walking around the city without purpose or getting bored, pretty impressive if I do say so myself."
"Why are you here and what do you mean by abilities?" Elena asked with a sinking feeling.
"Well it's quite simple really. You can grow wings out of your back and I need to choose someone to be an Avenger so I'm not the only one who hasn't done it yet."
"Well, that is not what I was expecting."
"Yeah, well, I aim to be spontaneous. I usually succeed."
"I'm sure your PR department loves you." To her surprise he actually laughed before telling her to sit after plopping down himself.
"Okay, here's the deal: I really don't want to be the only original Avenger who hasn't picked someone to be on the team, and you should join as my choice."
"I don't get what you mean by choice, and I don't quite understand how I could be any help aside from being a lift." She lied
"So the eight guns hidden in your apartment don't mean you can shoot a gun with at least some accuracy?" Elena blushed and looked away from him as he smirked in victory. "Or, you know, the targets from a gun range that are covered in head, heart, and crotch shots." She blushed harder and his smirk widened. "As far as the whole choice thing goes... well... Basically each of the first six Avengers gets a special card of sorts, like get out of jail free. Only our cards give that person the ability to choose one new Avenger."
"So each of you six get a metaphoric card that allows someone onto the Avengers team without any questions asked and your boss is required to agree?"
"Unless they are proven to be fighting against us from the moment they're recruited on, then they are admitted. Treason is intolerable though."
"So, who chose who?"
"Well, Bruce chose Wanda, Clint chose Pietro, Thor chose Loki, Natasha chose Sam, Steve chose Bucky, and I'm choosing you."
"Who?"
"Hulk chose Scarlet Witch, Hawkeye chose Quicksilver, Thor chose Loki, Black Widow chose Falcon, and Cap chose The Winter Soldier."
"Okay, sorry I didn't recognize some of the names; my parents hate you guys and New York so I haven't really had a chance to learn much about you."
"It's cool, so what do you say? Be my choice for the Avengers and join the side of the light."
"I-I don't know..."
"It comes with free everything and a good paycheck. You get your own set of rooms in the tower with shared kitchen and living room, the paycheck from SHIELD, plus all living expenses are paid for. I will buy anyone on the team anything they need at anytime, for any price, as long as they ask or steal my credit card. Plus it's a ready-made family." Elena laughed slightly at that and smiled over at Tony.
"Fine, I'll join your boy band."
"Boy band, huh?"
"What?"
"That's what I called it when they tried to recruit Iron Man, even though I wasn't part of the package at the time."
"Interesting, I'm going to assume I don't need to introduce myself to you, right?"
"Right-o, now why don't I come back around Lunch tomorrow to come get you and bring your stuff to the tower? The sooner you move in the better."
"Okay, not going to lie, living in a tower is a compelling offer compared to living in this shit hole."
"Agreed," He replied looking around disdainfully before exiting the apartment and leaving for the Tower. He grinned as he slid into the driver's seat and thought of what was to come the next day.