Re: Upper West Side: West 81st.
[Selina thinks it's sweet, the way Tony nearly topples her his haste to flail his arms at the redhead. She moves out of the way when Tony moves forward, and she gives Cap an up and down look, assessing. He's pretty much exactly what she expected; maybe a little prettier. But definitely all-American. He is, she decides, Metropolis. She takes his hand when he holds it out, claws snicking as they retract into the gloves. Her shake is firm, but entirely feminine, and she gives him a smile that's all cat, pleased with herself and not intending to hang around.
She listens to the orders given to the guard, and she nods in the direction of the Tower.] I'll pick up a fresh comm. [She leans in close to Steve, whispers.] I think they might need a moment. [She glances in Tony and Pepper's direction.
And then her whip's in her hand, and it's nothing to hit a running flip over the hull of the ship. The whip sings, grabs the edge of the first building she encounters. Up. The kitty cat likes up.]