Again, Tony looked shocked, mouth open to answer before he realized he didn't have anything prepared for when Sue actually appeared into it. He was forced to press his lips together again for a tight smile before just murmuring, "Yeah." That wasn't even the cool part. Hell, if Tony hadn't invited the press for a solid record of a legitimate excuse for being in Haiti, the whole venture would take less than five minutes.
Well, it was kind of cool, he supposed. Anything that garnered so little governmental support had to be at least kind of cool. Next time, he promised himself, he'd let Sue get her kicks by putting her on a design team-- he should have guessed that was all it took. She might have been the Invisible Woman, but she grew up in the Baxter Building, and knew how to appreciate the science.
All Tony had left to say for the rest of the jerky ride, though occasionally he would slowly turn to look at Sue to flash he a bright grin whenever their eyes met, was, "Here we go," as they slowed down and joined the convoy in a muddy field. Some people were already orienting what looked like a very narrow drill over the ground, and when Tony slid out of the truck he carefully picked his way towards them with his shoes sinking into the soft earth through the deep trenches made by tires.