Tony knows there's some ninja... stuff going on in Hell's Kitchen. It would be kind of hard to miss. But with all the regulations coming down, he feels like maybe he should get in touch with these people and see what side of the fence they're really on. And if they are good guys maybe warn them... or something. He'll figure it out when he gets there, which maybe isn't the best plan he's ever had. But if the Avengers get taken out of commission he might need a new crew to run with for a while. And there are these lawyer guys everyone seems to think know something.

He is extremely out of place here, in his hand-tailored Italian suit and big custom sunglasses. To be tactful, this office is a pit. And he doesn't see much lawyering going on. He leaves his name with the pretty blonde at the desk, who smiles to herself but otherwise doesn't let on that she knows who he is. It's been a long time since someone was coy with him, kind of adorable. Tony spins around to find a place to sit -- maybe a rickety old chair -- when he sees someone else who definitely doesn't belong.

Sitting in the seat directly next to her, he leans over and speaks in a hushed tone, like they're conspiring. Though he's never seen this woman before in his life. "I heard this was the place to go about vigilantism."