They were given ample space by the surrounding pedestrians when Iron Man touched ground in front of the masked girl, some stopping and trying to snap cell phone pictures without being noticed before the two capes started beating on each other or whatever it was the pair were doing to celebrate Thanksgiving. It was a little disappointing when Iron Man remained stiffly still, his filtered voice low enough to blend with the sound of the traffic. "Why aren't you at-- with your friends?" he asked. He knew the rest of them were with the Scarlet Witch having probably not the most normal Thanksgiving dinner, but as normal as they were going to get in their state. They weren't out here trying to play hero, anyway, and being tried by Stilt-Man of all idiots.