"Oh, right, Renn Faire Tony Stark! Don't tell him I called him that," she added and walked past him and over to the rushing black vans. "What's Price got out here in Grunge City that needs the special touch?" She held her hands to waved at the vans, tapping her tag to electronically confirm she was who she claimed. "Morse. He's either a Good Samaritan or an amazing plant," she reported to the armed agents and climbed into the nearest van. "You coming or you got a white horse to keep up?"