“Only ten floors? That’s impressive organization.” She already knew Tony Stark lived on the top floor. On the other hand, the evidence for Toni’s association with Mr Stark was mounting. The kid might actually /be/ Stark’s son. Wouldn’t that be a hell of a thing.
Toni chuckled and stepped up to one of the private elevators, punching in a passcode before letting it scan his hand. “The next five are reserved for R&D, the private labs and what have you. We live near the penthouse with the rest of the Avengers, hence why I’m scanning my hand. This way no one can get past the 15th floor.”
“I take it you aren’t concerned about folk who can fly,” she snarked. “Still, the security is impressive. In fact, everything so far is impressive. Including the egos.” She winked at Toni.
“I have my suit for that, as well as my father,” he replied, stepping in when the elevator opened and shifting the suitcase in his hands. “Which reminds me, if you try anything, I won’t hesitate to blast your ass to kingdom come.”
She rolled her eyes. “You can have fun trying. If I try anything, I’ll throw /myself/ off the tower.” She pointed a finger at him. “Remember, you invited me in.”