Although they had found the clue together Pietro thought nothing of giving the credit to Wanda. Then again, he considered her to be so much a part of him that he sometimes did not really discern himself as all that much of a separate entity. When she slipped her arm around his waist he did likewise with his own about her shoulders, turning and walking back into the crowd looking like no more than a young couple in love.
"Always did wonder about this City of Angels", he said to Wanda as they disappeared into the mass of humanity.
***
The trip to Los Angeles had not been too bad. Given their SHIELD support transport had been a breeze, though Pietro still swore at every opportunity available to him that he could have gotten them there faster. Fortunately as the event-some sort of art gala-was still a week away, Pietro and Wanda had all the time they needed to track down Schmidt before he ever had an opportunity to make use of his bomb.
"Our SHIELD liaison says Schmidt is housed up on the top floor of this hotel. He checked out all the rooms, supposedly for his guests and employees but... I think we know better, yes?" As Pietro lead Wanda into an elevator, he smiled at her as the doors closed.
"So.. I take out the guards, you go for this Schmidt? Or did you have another idea?"