WHO: Tony Stark and Paige Guthrie WHAT: Share a phonecall WHEN: July 13th, midday WHERE: The information superhighway! Or phonelines.
Tony sat in the upstairs lounge, the cherry red Gibson custom in his lap. He'd been plucking away at it for an hour now, considering his conversation with Pepper last night. She'd taken off easily two hours earlier...dry cleaning to retrieve and the like, but not without reminding him of a phonecall he needed to make.
Pepper was right - Miss Guthrie certainly wasn't like the other girls. She had a naivety about her that was intimidating as it was endearing...and Tony certainly liked intimidating women.
With a sigh, he took his cellphone and a small slip of paper from the table before him, still cradling his beloved guitar in his lap. He punched in the number, sitting back and listening to the dull ringtone.