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[stephrogers]

[Playing Draw Something with a smile on her face until her iPhone begins to ring and Stephanie just stares down the device. The blonde starts arbitrarily poking at the screen to answer the call] H-hello? Hello, can you hear me? [She's answering pretty loudly if anyone's on the other side of the line.]

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[stephrogers]

Antique, huh? [She chuckles a little bit] Yeah, I bet. Did Tony put you up to this? Saying that I need to be paraded around and stuffed into a glass box in a museum somewhere? [There's a bit of a dry look, Pepper.]

[shesright]

Mr Stark doesn't have enough interest in museums that he would suggest such a thing. He does have an interest in you however. [And the feeling is shared by Pepper.]

To be a little more blunt, Ms Rogers, a lot of people out there want you for themselves. We- Stark Industries, can at least offer you a neutral position to start from. We're out of the weapons game these days, and I'm hoping that you are too. [Pepper only wants to raise the point that, like it or not, Stephanie does possess the key to a kind of warfare that would unbalance things in their world.]

[stephrogers]

What exactly are you dancing around, Miss Potts? What is the position? [It was odd to hear Stark Industries not in the weapons game anymore. Sh wonders briefly if Howard would be rolling in his grave or if the man had changed since the years they have last seen each other]

[shesright]

Titles are negotiable, I think officially you would be considered a consultant.

[stephrogers]

A...consultant?

[shesright]

...I relize it's not the military lifestyle that you're used to.

[stephrogers]

What do you mean by consultant?

[shesright]

I mean, you would be paid well for any special information you may be able to give us on the topics that you are uniquely qualified for.

[stephrogers]

Miss Potts, it's very sweet you want to help me out but unless it's for antiquing, I can't do much consulting.