Andrew was nervous. He'd faced a lot of horrifying things in the Middle East, seen and heard a lot of violence towards his kind, and here he was quietly freaking out over dinner with a woman.

Oh, he wasn't outwardly nervous. His time in the service had taught him to play things close to the chest, keep his emotions and thoughts under control because otherwise, you might end up dead. He still had healthy emotions, as evidenced by his strong familial relationships, but he knew how to keep a calm exterior.

He really, really liked Kitty, though, so he was nervous.

He'd dressed nicely but simply, in black slacks and a gray button-down, collared shirt. Nice enough for a date but casual enough for the atmosphere. He'd already gotten a table so they wouldn't have to wait, and sat there patiently.

Even though he was one of the main benefactors of the school, and he did like to keep tabs on its well being, every time he made of these visits, he always, somehow or another, wound up tinkering with some piece of technology. It was the arrogant ass in him that made him want to upgrade, upgrade, upgrade. Needless to say, he drove everyone else nuts when this happened.

Tonight he was upgrading their security systems with a modified version of Jarvis. This version didn't have that lovably annoying British accent, nor did it have much of a personality. The X-Men had different needs from Tony Stark, and they didn't need a constant, snarky companion monitoring their security.

Then it would just have to be replaced again, after Logan stabbed it to death.

Shaking that image from his head with a laugh, Tony keyed a string of commands into the terminal he was working at and began rebooting the system. Now to see how this baby worked her first time around.