"France it is," he answered just before she excused herself. While she was gone, he idly walked around her foyer, his hands stuck deep into his pockets as he examined various objects. There were pictures on the wall with her and various other celebrities that he recognized as well as awards in glass cases. Pepper Potts with acting awards. Everything about this setup brought a smile to his face and amused him to no end.
He turned around when she came back and walked back over to her, his hand coming out to scratch through his goatee. "We could start at the Eiffel Tower or along the Champs Elysee. That's a perfect spot to walk." He was trying to get an idea of where he should transport them to directly. The Champs Elysee was probably the best, and so he stuck his hands out in front of him, making invisible marks in the air that soon started to glow gold. "Hold on to my hand," he said as he held it out to her. "We'll pass through and arrive in France in no time."