<div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qV4XK31xghc/ThmmHwnbVGI/AAAAAAAAB4s/obyzAGbZdp8/s1600/Liv-Tyler-images.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>Name:</strong> Elizabeth 'Betty' Ross<br/><strong>Title:</strong> Director of Communications- Stark Industries<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Start Tower- Stark Tower lobby<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Bruce Banner (Mentions Leena)</span></span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>It was a sick and twisted thing that Fate decided to pull on her tonight as she stepped out of the bank of elevators on the ground floor of the Stark Tower. Unfortunately for Elizabeth, her estranged lover, Bruce Banner stepped out across from her completely focused on the damp looking blonde strumpet. His back was to her, and she tried not think the worst immediately. Please be a coworker... Please, please, please. The brunette took a cleansing breath, which ended up whistling out as the sound of a tea kettle about to boil over when the blonde stood on tiptoe to kiss Bruce's cheek. Yes, because coworkers often looked like they'd stepped out from under a tropical waterfall. There was no concealing the conversation, and her fingers tightened on the strap of her purse. It seemed Bruce had not waited for her after all.<br/><br/><em> “ .. but if I'm going to stay here I simply must have my own things! Plus, just look at me. Still wet from your shower! I'm going to head to my flat, pack up my meager belongings and turn in my key. I promise to return as soon as I can, and we can begin working! You're the best Mr. Banner...truly..”</em><br/><br/>Elizabeth clamped down, setting her face into a pleasant mask she learned from her father and shook her head. Her answers were easy to find now, and perhaps she would not need to be around all that long. There were other jobs she could find. Resolute, she did not watch the woman walk away from Bruce, but started away from the elevators (Unfortunately the front doors were in his general direction). He turned, and she felt the same shiver of pleasure when the full weight of his gaze landed on.<br/><br/><em>"Betty! How..uhm, what are you doing here? Did Tony invite you here?"</em><br/><br/>She stilled, wheeling to face him and meeting his gaze with as much professional courtesy as she could muster,<strong>"I am the new Director of Communications for Stark Industries. Mr. Stark was kind enough to offer me the position."</strong>Elizabeth smiled, an emotion that did not reach her cool blue eyes as they flickered over him.<strong>"I'm glad to see you've had a blossoming career here. Perhaps we'll work together at some point,"</strong>The woman said, offering him her slim, pale hand.