Of course Wanda should have expected some kind of deflection, she just hadn't anticipated an impression of a flamboyant cetacean. She listened to him, bemused, and when he was finished she flashed him a blithe smile and remarked lightly, “Charming impersonation, really, but an ‘I’m good, and you?’ would’ve been sufficient.” That he hadn’t even offered that empty answer only served as further proof to Wanda that something really was wrong with him.
Far from deterring her, all Tony had managed to do was earn himself concerned glances from an expectant face as she followed him out into the walkway between the first of the exhibits. The fish behind the glance arrested her attention and gained Tony a momentary reprieve from her stares.