Good, he was prepared, she thought, marveling, for a moment, at the holo-display. Tony really had the best toys, didn't he? When it seemed like Tony was ready to carry on professionally, Carol gave a nod and conceded, coming around to the front of the couch to finally sit. Remaining standing any longer would be perceived as rude and this was Tony's office after all. Carol just wanted to make sure she got her fair shake.
"Your birds are solid, Mr. Stark, but I just had some thoughts," she said gingerly, starting a conversation that was going to amount to I don't like your planes, more or less. Carol's hand lifted her her face, giving her chin a rub as she watched the jet slowly revolve in front of her. Every once in a while it would stop and show a cross section.
"I've got some experience flying your planes and well, this one is nice, but its got alotta unnecessary 'flash.' Mainly the display console, its pretty distracting, I gotta say." Here, Carol cleared her throat. "And known to fail."