<div class="floatleft">(http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Liv-liv-tyler-1235185_1024_768.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- Common Area ending in Stark Tower lobby<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 6:00pm EST<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Open (Mentions Pepper Potts)</span></span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The brunette tossed her head, less than gently putting down her laptop bag and a duffle she had refused to be parted with at the car. Setting them at her feet with a mutter oath, she ran a hand through her hair in half irritation. Heavy pieces of- Elizabeth took a slow, cleansing breath. She was still trying to wrap her mind around why Stark had decided to fly out personally see to her recruitment into Stark Industries instead of letting her hear the short but sweet voice mail left on her cell. Upon touching down in the JFK airport, she had immediately climbed into the private car sent to retrieve her.<br/><br/>She had typed a few messages on the way to Stark Tower, one of which went personally to Maria Hill- Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.<br/><br/><em>Ms. Hill,<br/><br/>Respectfully, I must decline the offer of Director of Communications for S.H.I.E.L.D. <br/>It is a prestigious position in company I have all the faith in the world in, <br/>but I will be seeking another job offer that has fallen into my lap recently.<br/><br/>Thank you for your consideration,<br/>Elizabeth Ross<br/>Director of Communications- Stark Industries</em><br/><br/><br/>Elizabeth had to smile at the signature. True, the position was only recently bestowed upon her but it was a bit of 'Tony Stark' channeling as she ended the email and sent it off. She was almost sure she would be grinding on Maria Hill's nerves quickly. She checked her phone, seeing no new messages and that it was around six. There was still time to find Pepper Potts and ask her for a detailed list of jobs she should be aware of, as well as prudent 'other' information. It may even be too late though to come barging in on someone around this time. She shrugged and retrieved her bags from the floor, having mostly ignored the lush surroundings until now. The woman shook her head, amused. Extravagance... That was Stark.<br/><br/>Stowing her bags in what would be her room, atleast for now and until she found suitable living arrangements outside the tower- She made for the elevator back to the lobby. Food was her next order of business, and she knew of a few good places to eat along the way in the area.