She almost wished she could take credit for that work of art, it was that beautiful, but she couldn't. It gave her a vague case of the heebie jeebies anyway. "That's what I told him!" Betty closed down her station and guided Tony in a new direction, partially still on this 'weird alien thing', though a curious glance his way was as far as she'd asked about it. "Meanwhile I'm here makin' sure his chick cultures are thriving and that Secret Garden of his is still green--you think I'm getting paid overtime for this? Tch." The hint of fondness curled around Betty's grin softened the following scoff. She liked to talk big, but if she thought too hard about how familiar this all seemed, she might get an unwanted bout of nostalgia. Oddly enough, that'd been happening a lot lately. Betty took Tony to the next building over that held a large training room. "Huuuulk," Betty called as they entered the facility. "You got a visitor, sweetiepie!"