( There's a sort of spike, a brief stress reaction, when that thing is stuck to her hand. It happens sometimes, not a big thing, but for a moment she looks thrown, not quite so happy-go-lucky as she is the rest of the time.

She catches herself, corrects it as Pepper comes to remove it from her hand, replacing that momentary falter with a bit of a pout. )

You're so mean, Pepper.

( And as for Tony, he gets a light-hearted shrug. ) Quite possibly. I am a lady of great mystery. However, I did bring wine to pre-empt the need to apologise for making us both late.

( Jules that is the worst excuse. ) What is that thing, anyway?

( The thing that was latched onto her hand no it's totes fine she isn't worried )