Tony went very still and a little pale, horrified that the very thought hadn't occurred to him ten minutes ago when he was already looking for spies, but they hadn't said anything completely damaging yet, right? Okay, Wanda's rejection of their friendship was bad, but Tony knew plenty of couples who weren't friends. He'd had a few girlfriends like that himself. "Unless you're planning on starting a reality show for your new Microverse lifestyle, we'll have to keep our hands off of each other. You know, until we know for sure," he said, then gave a glance around the room himself. "That might not be so bad, though. Hey, fresh start. Things are looking up. You're already a minor celebrity." He slid closer, feeling invaded now and thankful enough to have someone on his side that he gave her shoulders a squeeze, even if it was Wanda and Tony was sure that meant they were working against the clock. "Are you hungry? I'm finding a Starbucks, the headaches coming, I'm going to be a nightmare. Need anything? I'll go see what...what's going on there, you stay here and..." he said and gave a twirl of his finger for her to start a survey of their comfortable prison. He would have gladly been the one to stay and tear the place apart to find out how it worked, but Wanda hadn't done well so far amongst the people.