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Stark Industries Accounting Department 35th Floor Conference Room 9:00 AM Staff Meeting
Pepper set her coffee down with the careful precision of a woman who had learned, through hard experience, that slamming things broke them and broken things went on the line items.
"I swear," she said, "if I have to go to the board one more time with Avengers damages as a recurring expense, I am going to throw Steve Rogers off this roof without a parachute."
Natasha didn't look up from her laptop. "I'll bring popcorn. And vodka. And I'll live stream it."
"Same," said Sam, without hesitation. He pulled up a tab on his laptop and turned it so the others could see. "I actually built a spreadsheet specifically for his damages. You enter what he broke, and the formulas auto-code the category for you. I'm putting it on SharePoint today."
Peter's hand shot up like he was still in AP Chemistry. "Yes. Please. I have been staring at a vendor invoice for two hours trying to figure out how to code damages to a public park." He counted on his fingers. "Is it property damage? Is there a government-specific GL code? What is loss of public enjoyment and why is it a line item I apparently need to know about?"
Natasha reached over and patted him once, twice, on top of the head.
"Welcome to Stark Industries," she said, and finally closed her laptop. "The heroes really kill the vibe."
Pepper picked up her coffee again. Somewhere below them, twenty-seven floors down, someone was probably already breaking something.
She took a sip and started drafting the board memo.