May 1
"You realise that my tablet takes photos of anyone who picks it up unless it recognises my face?" Q asked as he unlocked the device, the smile pulling at the corner of his mouth ruining his attempts to sound serious.
Tony spun around on his wheeled work stool to face the other as he entered the room, goggles glued to his face as he grinned. Pushing the goggles up to rest on his forehead, making the black soot on his face all that more obvious now. “Well, of course I knew that. I was wondering how long it would take you to respond. A security breach and only a light speed walk from you, huh?” Tony questioned, amusement in his tone. “I was only holding your tablet hostage for a moment. I’ll skip out on demanding a ransom this time.”
