Tony smiles. He prefers it when people aren't pointing guns at him. And at least the woman seems to recognise him, even if the man is acting weirdly. Whatever. He ignores all of the guy's questions.
"Hi, Lyssa was it?" He asks, stepping towards her. "Nice workshop. Lots of shiny toys. There was a portal-" He waves vaguely in the direction of where he was when he first arrived. "I came through it by accident, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't me who created it, sooo." He grins at her. "What'cha up to?"
Behind the smiles, Tony keeps track of Owen's movements. Maybe the guy isn't armed anymore, but he's clearly not someone Tony should underestimate.
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Date: 2012-05-06 03:59 pm (UTC)"Hi, Lyssa was it?" He asks, stepping towards her. "Nice workshop. Lots of shiny toys. There was a portal-" He waves vaguely in the direction of where he was when he first arrived. "I came through it by accident, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't me who created it, sooo." He grins at her. "What'cha up to?"
Behind the smiles, Tony keeps track of Owen's movements. Maybe the guy isn't armed anymore, but he's clearly not someone Tony should underestimate.