A small laugh left her when he mentioned that he couldn’t use the online pizza delivery menu. “I’m glad I could help a little guy, no matter how big he is. Then again, we’re all little people at heart. At least that’s what I like to believe.” Listening to him talk about New York City made her smile, he didn’t seem to know all that much but the new things that had happened due to the battle of New York. Oh Stark was proud of that even though part of Sharon’s job was some of the paperwork. Spoil smart-guy was obsessed with himself that if he could he’d have statues made of himself… oh wait, he does; if you count the Iron Man ones. Stupid Stark.

“So pizza, baseball and apple pie.” She repeated with a cheese grin as she sat down on one end of the couch and tucked her long legs under her. For a girl she was rather tall at five foot eleven inches and most of it was in her legs. “This sounds like my kind of city, though I’ll have to make a habit of running or I might get fat.” She stirred the contents of her bowl before sticking the fork into the chicken and lettuce. “Though I have to question the apple pie, my family’s recipe is a classic and rather hard to compete with. I have yet to climb Lady Liberty or see the island itself but I’ve passed it a few times. It does look breath-taking. Is it that neat up close?”