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‘Darcyyyyyyyyyyyyy, I can’t find my other shoe, have you seen it anywhere?’
'Check the fridge, boss lady.’
'The fridge? Why on earth would it be…oh.’
'We’ve only been here one day, I do not know how you managed that one.’
Jane pulled the heel out from where it was wedged between Darcy’s energy coffee things and the Chinese take-out box she was pretty sure was from the last time they were at the tower…six months ago. Wandering out into the living room and frowning at the sight of Darcy in sweats and a hoodie curled up on the couch.
'Wait, why aren’t you dressed?’
'Why would I be dressed? Tony invited you.’
'Yeah, and you’re my date. Dress. Now.’
'But I haven’t even showered and I don’t have a dress.’
'Fine. Shower and I’ll figure something out for a dress.’
Shooing Darcy off to the bathroom, pacing and trying to figure out where the heck to start.
'I believe I can be of some assistance, Ms Foster.’
'JARVIS, yes! We need something right now, shoes too. Oh my god, how are we going to find anything that can fit her ta-ta’s in time?’
'Sir has a 3D printer in the lab, it will only be a matter of moments and I can fabricate something for Ms Lewis. What colour would you like, ma'am?’
'Red, I think. Yeah. What about shoes? Oh, and do your hair and makeup, Darcy!’
'Shoes have been ordered and Ms Potts shall be arriving momentarily. I enquired on recommendations for hair and makeup and Ms Potts insists you join in the getting ready with her stylist. She, Ms Romanoff, Ms Cho, and Ms Hill are en route from where they were getting ready in the penthouse.’
'Darcy, you hear that? Get a move on, we’re being invaded!’
Jane scrambled to fling some of the clothes that were strewn about into a closet, along with the leftover box of pizza from the night before. Looking around, deeming it good enough.
'Invaded!’
Darcy came running out of the shower, barely wrapped in a towel, dripping all over the floor, taser in hand…just in time to greet the gaggle of ladies that had suddenly appeared in their apartment.
'What the hell, Janey! I thought I heard you say we were getting invaded!’
'Not like that, I meant them.’
'Darcy, if you can finish drying off and find a robe, Alyssa can do Jane’s hair before starting with yours. Jane, come take a seat.’
'Yes, Ms Potts.’
'I told you, it’s just Pepper. Now, Jane, JARVIS said something about a red dress? And you look lovely, let Alyssa work her magic on your hair and you’ll look divine. Champagne?’
'Oh, yes, please. And yes, JARVIS said he could print something off?’
'JARVIS, what design were you thinking?’
'Would the one with the petals do, Ms Potts?’
'Yes, that would be perfect, send it down as soon as you can.’
'Right away, Ms Potts.’
Jane relaxed back in the chair, discussing some ideas with Doctor Cho while Ms Hill and Ms Romanoff discussed holsters they could hide under their dresses and Ms Potts…Pepper flicked through a display of hairstyles, discussing what they should do with Darcy’s hair.