Jane glanced over when she heard the doors to the lab open and smiled when she saw who it was. "Betty! Did you know the processing power here is enough to-" Jane cut herself off when she finally registered the troubled expression on Betty's face. "What's wrong?"

Betty sat down. "I need you to tell me that dropping everything and moving here isn't crazy."

Jane frowned slightly. Betty had been on the phone to California all afternoon, arranging things for her move. Obviously someone she had talked to wasn't so enthusiastic about it. That wouldn't do. "No, dropping everything and moving into the tower of a genius billionaire superhero that we've known for all of a week isn't crazy at all," she said, keeping her voice carefully earnest.

Success. Betty was fighting a smile even as she fixed Jane with a look. "That wasn't very convincing."

"Sorry," Jane said, smiling. "So who told you moving to New York was crazy?"

Betty sighed. "Matt. He doesn't understand, and I don't blame him, really. He thought everything was fine. I thought everything was fine."

"Until you saw Bruce on the news and found yourself rushing to New York to see him," Jane said, which was exactly what she did when she saw Thor and thank goodness someone else understood what that particular insanity was like.

Betty returned Jane's sad smile and nodded. "I just- is this the right thing to do? To just throw away a year of trying to build a new life and start all over again?"

"Were you happy in California?"

"No," Betty said. "But I'm not sure New York is the right place for me, either."

"Maybe it's not," Jane said. "No one said this has to be permanent, though. If you decide after a few months that this isn't the place for you, or if I do, or we end up hating New York City, or if Tony gets sick of us or if we get sick of Tony, well, then we go somewhere else. In the meantime, though, we get to live in a tower with an honest-to-god artificial intelligence, play with ridiculously advanced tech, and pick the brain of the man who invented it all. Really, it'd be crazy to pass up an opportunity like this."

Betty smiled. "The company's not bad either," she said. "Thanks, Jane."

"Anytime," she said, returning the smile.

"Right, so, it is dinnertime, and we-"

As soon as Betty mentioned dinner, Jane's stomach growled. Loudly. Betty stopped and just raised an eyebrow. Jane flushed in embarrassment. "I, uh, may have forgotten to eat lunch." Betty smiled in amusement, but thankfully bit back whatever comment was on the tip of her tongue. "So dinner would be good. Should we go collect Tony?" Pepper was in DC for meetings, and Jane and Betty had promised to try and get Tony to actually leave his lab while she was gone.

"Sure," Betty said. Jane quickly closed her programs and then they headed down the hall.

"Think we'll be able to convince him to leave?" Jane asked. Since Pepper had left yesterday, Tony had spent all of his free time in his lab, only leaving to go to his scheduled interviews. He had even slept there, according to JARVIS.

"Plan B is bringing the food to him," Betty said.

"Oh, well, yeah, that wouldn't be so bad," Jane said. Getting food and spending the rest of the evening in a lab sounded pretty good, actually. She caught Betty giving her an amused look. "What?"

"You're as bad as Pepper says he is, aren't you?"

Jane blushed again. "No," she insisted. "I just got sidetracked with all of the new equipment today."

"Right, it was just the new equipment," Betty said dryly.

"Oh, shut up," Jane said. "Just wait until you start working in your lab."

"I do not forget to eat and sleep when I'm working," Betty said, and then they were at Tony's door.

Tony actually did look up when they entered, which meant he probably wasn't in the middle of anything. "Yes?" Tony asked.

"It's dinnertime," Betty said.

"I'm not hungry," Tony said, very deliberately turning away from them. "You two have fun."

Pepper had warned them that between her absence and the interviews (which Tony very obviously hated), that Tony was liable to be in a pretty bad mood. This wasn't so bad, though. Jane figured she and Betty still had a little bit of a grace period left before Tony let himself be as rude as he could be. "Pepper asked us to drag you out of the lab," Jane said.

"She asked you to try," Tony corrected. "Don't worry, she doesn't really expect you to succeed. I'll tell her you made a good effort."

"Oh, come on," Jane said. "It's only dinner."

"Right, a couple hours," Betty said. "We'll order takeout and watch Final Space." Both Jane and Tony stopped then turned to stare at her. "What?"

"Final Space?" Jane repeated. "The movie that has more scientific inaccuracies than any movie in the past 25 years?"

"Seriously, I invite you into my tower and give you lab space, and you want to make me watch that crap?" Tony asked.

Betty just looked at both of them and a slow smile spread across her face. "Are you telling me that neither of you have ever gotten together with friends and mocked the hell out of bad science in movies?"

Jane blinked, then grinned, and even Tony looked intrigued. Betty grinned at him, and he quickly schooled his expression. "I think I'll pass," Tony said.

"You know you want to come and mock the movie with us," Betty said.

"Come on," Jane said. "It'll be fun."

Tony sighed, then pinched the bridge of his nose. "You two aren't going to leave until I agree to this, are you?"

"Nope," Betty and Jane said in unison.

"Fine," Tony said, pretending to give in grudgingly. "But we're having pizza. JARVIS, save and close everything." He stood up and moved towards the door. "Also, if we're going to actually watch this crappy movie, there needs to be a drinking game."

"Absolutely not," Betty said. "We'd give ourselves alcohol poisoning."

"Not if we only take a drink when they get something right," Jane said.

"We do that we might not be able to drink at all," Tony said. "JARVIS? How many times do they get something right?"

"JARVIS, don't answer that, you'll ruin the fun," Betty said. They entered the elevator and she fixed Tony and Jane with a look. "No drinking games. We will either end up with alcohol poisoning or stone-cold sober."

"Fine, mother, but there will be beer with the pizza," Tony said.

"I wasn't objecting to the alcohol," Betty said. "I was just objecting to the drinking game."

"How fast will the pizza get here?" Jane asked. Tony looked at her questioningly.

"She skipped lunch," Betty said. Jane glared at her for spilling that piece of information. "Oh, please, he probably did the same thing."

"No comment," Tony said. "JARVIS, call in an order to Ray's, ask if they can rush it. Toppings?" he asked. Jane and Betty voiced their preferences and Tony put in their order. They got drinks, plates, and napkins, and before too long, the pizzas arrived and they settled into the media room of Tony's penthouse.

Tony sat in a recliner and shook his head as the opening credits appeared on screen. "I cannot believe I'm watching this sorry excuse for a movie."

"Shut up and mock the movie," Betty said evenly, sitting down on the couch next to Jane. "This'll be fun."

"You realize shutting up and mocking are mutually exclusive, right?" Tony asked.

Jane was distracted from their friendly bickering as she heard someone from the movie mentioning comets and- wait, what did they say? "Guys, quiet, I think they're already mangling stuff."

"We're not even a minute into this," Tony said.

"I told you a drinking game was a bad idea," Betty said.

Jane grabbed the remote to rewind so she could catch exactly what the movie had gotten wrong, feeling a strange mixture of annoyance and glee at the rant she was gearing up for. She wasn't sure if the glee would last the whole movie or not, but either way this night was looking to be interesting.