Collaboration between Zacharius and YoshiSkittlez ----------- The sun had hardly been up for more than a few moments, streaking into Tony Stark's hotel room suite and onto Neena's naked figure below the sheets on the bed. Suddenly, the tranquility of the morning was abruptly broken by a rather loud, yet appropriate [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dzSpvFwNB4w&feature=youtu.be]song[/url] which quickly startled Neena awake. Her hand instinctively shot underneath the pillow where she usually kept one of her pistols, but upon finding nothing...panic began to set in until she realized that...she wasn't in her room. Doing her best to ignore the song, she tried to rack her mind for some sort of memory...anything. She remembered drinking with Thor and Tony, and then going to the dance floor. After that it was all a bit fuzzy. A spinning golden room, something to do with chocolate and...water? Groaning as her head continued to throb angrily, she pulled herself out of bed to realize she was completely naked. "Oh god dammit." She tore the white sheet off of the bed and wrapped it around her body, holding her head as she left the bedroom to search for her clothes. Tony was sitting on one of the, admittedly very comfortable, chairs in the living area, the small coffee table before him holding not only enough coffee to keep a whole army on high alert, but a selection of various breakfast food items. At the appearance of a bedsheet-clad Neena, he turned to her, smirking slightly. "How's the memory? Or head, I can't imagine either are great." Upon meeting the face of Tony Stark in the mysterious hotel room, her eyes narrowed slightly. [i]God dammit Neena, HIM?[/i] "Go jump off of a balcony." She said a little heatedly towards him, ignoring the fact that food had been laid out and continued to search the suite for her clothes. She eventually found the majority of her outfit folded neatly on the drier, which she got dressed in almost immediately. If she hadn't been in such a foul mood, she might have appreciated the slight warmness of her clothing, not to mention that they had been obviously cleaned as well. Coming back into the main room, now fully dressed and no trace of the bed sheet, she stopped by the table next to Tony and grabbed an apple off of the fruit tray. "You're awfully cheery for being hung-over..." "Eh...call it...experience." He replied with a slight smirk that suggested that wasn't entirely the whole reason even as he bit into a croissant, rather enjoying the look of frustration she had given her situation moments before searching for the gathered, cleaned and dried outfit she had been wearing the night before. "The music had to be loud...I apologize, to get you up at 6, wouldn't want to be late for our suicide briefing." He continued with somewhat less bravado, his eyes moving from her to the unlit fireplace as he contemplated, probably something deep and meaningful. She bit into her apple, chewing it while keeping her eyes on Tony but then felt them roll into the back of her head at his response. "Yeah, can't wait." She said sarcastically. "Well...thanks for...whatever..." She gave Tony a half-assed salute as she headed to the door. She still had time to get back to her room, suit up in something more...mission worthy and still make it to the conference room in time for the meeting.