Life had been chaotic after the civil war. She wasn't sure if she was coming or going. Part of her wanted to stop everything all together, it was Vance who helped convince her otherwise.
Angelica got Vance's message, figured it wouldn't hurt to join him. She suited up, making her way over to where he had instructed her. "So, umm, is this Stark's idea of being humours? To having me wear this kind of suit?" She speaks up so Vance could hear her and to make her presence known.
"Because...it's screaming 'hello! I'm yellow'," She said looking down at it, rather skin tight and very yellow. "I'm kind of digging the mask." She points at it with a bright grin.