<div class="floatleft">(http://www.briggsphoto.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/liv-tyler-wallpapers.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> Somewhere over the United States<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 4:20 pm Thursday<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Iron Man</span></span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Lost in her calculations and figures, she was a bit startled when her screen popped up a window with an image of the face of Tony Stark. The voice in her ear was familiar, and her lips curved in a wry smile.<strong>"Thank you, Tony. I did not know that information was public yet..."</strong>The woman teased, knowing full well he loved to stick his nose where it did not belong. Not only was Stark the brilliant mind behind Stark Industries, but Iron Man as well. It was hard to ignore the flashy suit, which the light glinting off the red and gold caught her peripherals and she gasped. Knight in Shining Armor indeed. The man had balls. Elizabeth lifted her hand, waving in a distracted sort of manner.<br/><br/><em>"I thought I'd catch you before you wasted your time with SHIELD and Hill. With Stark Industries expanding, and the Avengers moving in... we're going to need someone to handle the PR for the team, as well as help Ms. Potts handle the communications and management of Stark Industries. Look. You and I both know why Maria is bringing you to SHIELD. Why not fulfill the same role with us, closer to Bruce - and without the politics? You'll be free to come and go as you please, without Maria forcing you on to Bruce."</em><br/><br/>He proposed an alternative plan that had a few holes, and honestly- she was not sure she had completely made up her mind!<strong>"How do you know that I want to see Bruce? Or that he even wants to see me? And for the love of God, you had to come in person... Er, well suit,"</strong>Betty amended and shook her head as she watching him fly along side the private jet. She rubbed away at her temple again and could not help the smile.<strong>"I accept your job offer, Tony."</strong>This had to be the weirdest thing to happen to her lately.