Tamsin's Office, Town Hall, Thursday Afternoon

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"Didn't I give you the day off?"

Tamsin could distinctly remember giving Bright Eyes the week off, actually.

"Oh, no, no no no," Bright Eyes said, enthusiastically picking through stacks of paperwork. "No, no, no, we can't have that."

Tamsin pulled a face. "Well, can you at least have a day out of my office? Shoo. Go work at home."

Bright Eyes clutched the paperwork to her breast. (Several sheets of it fell to the floor.) "... Can I keep this?"

"Just get out of my sight," Tamsin sighed, and sank further into her chair.

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[imafuturist]

"I'm not soft." He was a marshmallow on the inside. "Don't ruin my rep as a heartless businessman."

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"Who told you you were a heartless businessman?" Tamsin said dryly.

[imafuturist]

"The media," Tony replied. "The occasional disgruntled employee. My board of directors, but I think they meant it as a compliment."

Ugh.

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"Well, they clearly never actually met you," Tamsin said, rolling her eyes.

[imafuturist]

Tony smiled at that, shaking his head. "Thank you for coming."

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Tamsin shrugged. "Someone needs to watch your back and it's either this or dealing with Bright Eyes all day."

[imafuturist]

"So, lesser of two evils," Tony replied, opening the door to his shop for her. "And hey, you'll get to meet my version of Pepper."

With less crippling awkwardness like at Barton's wedding.

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Tamsin was rolling her eyes again as she strode past Tony, but she went anyway. "Right, the famous assistant."

[imafuturist]

"Maybe... don't tell her that?" Tony asked anxiously. Then added, "Downstairs."

While JARVIS chimed in with, "A pleasure to see you again, Mayor."

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"Hey, Jarvis," Tamsin called. "What's up, roboface?"

She was heading downstairs while she spoke, yep.

[imafuturist]

"He hasn't stolen any planes if that's what you're asking," Tony said, torn between pleased she was treating JARVIS like a person and wanting to correct the roboface thing.

"Regrettably, I have been forbidden from such activities." And he mostly sounded amused under the prim tone.

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"Did you remind him that you saved his ass?" Tamsin asked dryly.

[imafuturist]

"Stop encouraging Skynet," Tony said, pointing at her.

The private lab was the usual state of disarray with pieces of the armor scattered around in an order that only made sense to Tony.

JARVIS was suspiciously mum on the subject of the robot uprising.

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"Oh, please, if you can't fend off the robo-apocalypse, you don't deserve to live anyway," Tamsin said.

She eyed the lab.

Yeah, still made no sense to her.

[imafuturist]

"One day I'll tell you about Ultron abd how annoying he is," Tony replied, tapping coordinates into the portal.

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"Or don't if it's annoying," Tamsin said. "So this is the portal thing, right?"

[imafuturist]

"Yep. You can tell Jessica how impressed you are." SHIPPER ON DECK.

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Tamsin side-eyed him. "Don't push it," she complained.

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"Would it make you feel better if I hit on you?" Tony asked, bringing the portal up with a tiny flicker in the lights.

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Tamsin pulled a face. "You know there's shades between trying to control my dating life and trying to get in my pants, right?"

[imafuturist]

"I didn't realize flirting and sex were the same."

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"Which is why I used the word 'trying'," Tamsin said. She reached out to give a slight jank on his arm. "How about we just get this portal already, doofus?"

[imafuturist]

Tony took a steadying breath before smiling a perfect sort of PR smile. "Of course," he said, striding on into the portal.

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Sigh, Tony. You and your PR smiles.

Tamsin wandered after him, letting the portal do... whatever portals did.

She was pretty sure something Jessica built wouldn't dismember her, anyway.

[imafuturist]

Tony helped a little with that part. And he was always way more concerned with the safety of others rather than himself, so she'd be fine.

They arrived in a mostly quiet area of a multilevel parking garage. The kind that were at nearly every hospital. "Awesome. Got the coordinates right."