Re: Upper West Side: West 81st.
[It's a stuttered move forward that feels a lot like being curled up in the hulk of a real boat rather than one mid-air. But there are other women here, others that don't know Tony and Steve and Doctor Banner are out there doing -- Pepper doesn't know, but she hopes they're doing something. She doesn't like the mewling that's a backdrop to the dark but she likes the men at the entrance even less.]
Gotham doesn't have pirates? [She turns her head, there's blood trickling from her temple, and the smile is not clean, it wobbles but it's there.] You surprise me.
[There's no plan. There's no plan or she wouldn't be in the boat beside her. She'd be elsewhere, or calling in back-up and she's neither of these things and Pepper can't see a plan but she wishes there was one] Do you have anything useful to get us out of here in that [her eyes are adjusting, the uptick in tone is amusement in spite of herself] ...leather?
[Sobering.] No. [The tone shuts down that line of questioning.] It's just us.