Jubilee wasn't quite as quick to dash past the receptionist as Wolverine was. Instead, though she did a quick step or two in a vague attempt to keep up, she was looking around the lobby of the building. Though it was obviously built for form, it was functional, too. Had Jubilee a bigger vocabulary, she might have thought of the word "opulent". There was a fountain in the corner trickling clear, sparkling water, and the sleek, modern-looking receptionist's desk was all brushed steel and clear glass with a greenish-blue tint.
Logan probably hadn't actually tried to get in touch with Tony Stark per se, she was guessing, but had gone on the word of a couple of younger students who were "fans" of his and were excited that the news said he was coming back to New York. Which may not have even been all that accurate, come to think of it--Stark wasn't known for his predictability, at least not geographically.
So Jubilee followed her mentor into the building not exactly expecting an audience with the man himself. Maybe someone else could help her with this SD card thing...
She was shaken out of her reverie when the voice in front of her spoke.