“Why do you want to know?” Summer folded her arms, watching Tony. “I’m a lot of things. I don’t go in a box. I have a mutant ability, I do magic, I work with computers, I play games. I might be an alien. Alien to you.”
“Because I’m curious? I don’t know, I’m not the talking type.” He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head a little. ”Yeah, no. I’ve seen worse.”
She lifted her eyebrows. “I think you just lost all the ground you gained with your flattery, there. This would go much easier if I knew what it was you wanted. I just came to look at the Tower.”