The words "fucking reprobate" died on his lips at the sight of Valentina. Nick froze for half a second before the gun was in his hands again. "Half some self respect, Stark," he growled, leveling the barrel with Val's head."She's old enough to be your mother." That wasn't really true, but Nick was feeling understandably spiteful. "You've got about five seconds to explain before I shoot you," he warned, weapon steady. "Go."