Before Wasp had even finished speaking, Tony had already switched off the conference room screen.
The new bill disappeared.
The anger on Tony's face hadn't diminished at all. He picked up his jacket from the table, then paused again at the door.
"JARVIS, contact S.H.I.E.L.D."
JARVIS responded quickly.
"Director Nick Fury is currently being questioned by Congress."
Tony reached out and pulled open the door.
"Well, that's just perfect."
Wasp followed him.
"Iron Man, are you planning to wait for him at S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Tony pressed the elevator button, the corners of his mouth turned down and his eyebrows raised, displeasure written all over his face. His tone dripped with sarcasm.
"I'm planning to save him a few steps."
Wasp watched the floor numbers slowly climb.
"You look pretty scary right now."
Tony touched his face.
"High blood pressure... Someone advised me to change my daily routine."
"But you didn't listen." War Machine followed them over too.
"Obviously." Tony felt no shame about it.
Peter stood in the conference room doorway and hesitated.
He felt that following them now would be dangerous.
Tony spotted his head poking out.
"You stay here."
Peter immediately ducked back inside.
"I wasn't planning to go anyway, Mr. Stark."
Tony watched that head disappear at lightning speed and sneered.
"Still terrible at lying."
The elevator doors closed.
Seventeen minutes later.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Nick Fury had just finished a video hearing that had lasted more than two hours.
The screen finally went black.
The dark-skinned, bald Fury remained seated behind his desk, where his coffee had gone completely cold.
Congress had asked plenty of questions.
About four of them had any value.
How much material had Natasha taken?
Why hadn't the Helicarrier initiated an interception?
How many people within S.H.I.E.L.D. still supported hero autonomy?
Had S.H.I.E.L.D. deliberately