Jane and Gwen
"Oh crap," Jane cursed under her breath as she helped Gwen settle on the ground again. "This is where I wish I took that first aid class last year," she said, more to herself than Gwen but she quirked a smile in Gwen's direction regardless. "Ok," Jane stood upright and tucked her hair behind her ears before spotting a random man walking past and getting his attention. "Excuse me, sir? My friend just slipped and fell on the ice, but she's really hurt her ankle. Would you mind helping me get her inside?" she indicated Stark Tower. If she could get her off the cold ground that would be a start and then maybe there'd be first aiders in the building to help her.
The man agreed and came over to Gwen with Jane. "Ok Gwen this is..." she gestured to the man, realising too late that she hadn't even asked him his name.
"David."
"David! And he's going to help us get you inside so I can look at your ankle," Jane nodded enthusiastically before moving to put Gwen's arm over her shoulders.