Talking about the terrorist Tony had been allegedly harbouring was actually preferable to telling Nick Fury what he may or may not have been working on. Even making something up would lead to a whole new world of trouble, it was like teasing a starving bear, it didn't even matter if the meat was fresh.
Snatching the fine screwdriver from where he held it between his teeth, Tony demanded incredulously, "How is that strange?" Without a hitch, fingers working deftly to send a series of jolts through Nick's arm that twinged through his palm and made each finger flex, Tony proposed, "Do you think she was spending so much time with me for fun on the side while she was infiltrating your two bit operation? I've got property I barely know about, I'm certainly not using it, where do you think she's going to hide out, a goddamn Motel 6? God, it's like you don't even want to think critically, it is truly astounding that anything gets done around here." He sent a bone numbing shudder up through Nick's shoulder for good measure, as though he could be trained into higher thought.