Gwen's love-hate relationship with attention went back to her earlier days as Spider-Woman. Although she hadn't wanted to be the center of attention as Gwen, she liked the attention she got as Spider-Woman in the beginning. But it was that allure, that need to be special that had eventually led to Peter Parker's death and as a result landed her the worst sort of attention being labeled a murderer. So. That was a little extreme, not really the same as having a birthday party but Gwen was all into keeping a low profile. It was just better that way.
Besides, a little mini-party with Tony sounded great. Maybe they could build something to prank Steve with or something.
"I've got a little ways to go before I'm at Mr. Rogers level of weather predicitions," she said with a little laugh, then went right up to him and gave Tony a big hug. That was the best. Tony hugs were her favorite. She knew it was kind of a gift in of itself because he wasn't like, a hugger. "Thank you for remembering," she whispered, and didn't let it linger more than that because that was enough. "So," she said when she drew back. "What are you building tonight? I think we should make something that follows Mr. Rogers around and points out the obvious. Like, 'Mr. Rogers, you're walking across the street now.' 'Mr. Rogers, you have on pants today.' 'Mr. Rogers, that is cereal you're pouring in the bowl.' Stuff like that. Doesn't even have to be exclusive to him. 'Clint, those are blueberry muffins.' 'Quill, that dance was popular in the 1980's.'" She laughed. "It can just roam around town like that weird goat that screams at people."