“No, we still don’t have any comment on the situation. I assure you everything is being handled….Well I don’t know what else to tell you, goodbye.”
Pepper half tossed the phone back into its receiver. “Next person who asks me for a quote on the JARVIS app is going to get something thrown at them.”
A huff- amusement manifested at the strawberry blonde’s reaction ( for women so apt at keeping themselves together, Maria can’t help but be entertained when she’s privileged with witnessing Pepper lose her cool, even if it’s just the slightest slip ). She’s leaning against the doorframe of the office, brows dusting her hairline.
“You tell ‘em, Potts.” Her mouth is twisting itself into something resembling a smile. “Maybe steer clear of the potential assault charges, though.” A step inward, arms folded across her chest. “When’d you get in?” The question only customary- Hill, of course, already knows the answer.