Oh, what the hell. This invitation should have come with a plus one, no one wanted to go to a party without a date. Iron Man didn't even hide his frustration, lifting his arms to drop against his sides with a sigh of irritation and cocked head at the sphinx. Unless she knew more than she was letting on, Wanda was a big fat liar and probably didn't even want to be worthy of whatever this thing hatched out. At least Iron Man was expressing his honesty.
It took him only a second to figure out what the hell it was saying, even though that was less a riddle than it was just a string of words that could have been an ancient sphinx insult at Iron Man's expense. Still, he said, "Okay, my turn: how do you reproduce? I mean, are you a mammal or...?" Really, that was a much bigger riddle; maybe it didn't hatch, maybe it was more lion or man than bird. Wanda probably knew, and she also probably knew what it was likely to do if Tony didn't bow to its majesty. Before it started spewing acid or something, he gave it a tense second before offering quickly, "Water, Fire, Earth, Wind. So?"