Jessica continued to stare attentively. He was doing that thing he does with his hands, which always amused her, though now wasn't the appropriate time to show it unless she wanted to give herself away. She followed his words closely, waiting for the basis of this decision to follow thereafter; when she didn't get it, she felt obligated to give him a hard time. Chin lifted, she opened her mouth as if she might finish that sentence for him, only to mimic him and shake her head as well before folding her arms and pursing her lips.
“Aren’t you going to try and sell me on this?” It wasn’t that she doubted Spider-Man would make a good Avenger; to the contrary, she knew he’d make a better one than she did and for many reasons that Tony didn’t even need to convince her of; for reasons that he wasn’t aware. Still-- “Suppose I’m not into it.” She didn’t see anything wrong with challenging him a bit if he wanted her to outwardly agree to what he was asking of her. Even if she was mostly doing it to be a pain.