Ellen laughed. "Yeah, I get that. I'm not asking you for a job. That would be weird."
She imagined a conversation with some third party. "Hi, this is my boss, Tony Stark. I tried to kill him once. It was nothing personal, just business. But he killed me instead, only now I'm back and working for him. Just your typical business relationship, yeah?"
She shook her head. "I meant what I said. If you know someone else who could use a girl with my talents, let me know. You know a lot of big names in business, politics. I'm thinking maybe bodyguard work."
"I'm even willing to stand around and look demurely menacing just to massage someone's ego if the money's good enough."