Oh he brooded. He brooded more than he let on, but she wouldn't push it. Not today. Not when he'd so blatantly ignored her thieving. She supposed she should give him that one. "A sapphire actually, it had been in the family a long time." she told Tony with a somewhat pleased grin. "This hero stuff pays off now and again doesn't it." She didn't expect a lecture from him, he'd got more than a few things in his past people would lecture for, and he'd never in his life been the boy scout some of the others in the complex were. That was one of the many reason she was pleased it was Tony she'd run into.
Though mocking her party was a step too far. She shook her head, letting her hair fly free now she'd removed her mask. "Now wait, how could I possibly have anticipated angels being jerks. More to the point, my Fourth of July party was beyond flawless. And if you blame me for this you blame Phoebe Halliwell too. The party in and of itself was fine, right up till midnight. You even danced with me, or has that slipped your mind. I'm not sure you actually danced with anyone else the entire evening. And then of course you copied me and went as your DC version and they've got issues longer than their arm. So not my fault. MY planning was flawless. As ever."
Though she did concede a slight smile. "Though if I do Christmas or New Years I promise there will be no costumes at all okay, you can just look dashing in a suit and we'll all be happier. Does that sound fair?"
She let the little bag at her side slide to the ground with a particularly satisfying thump. The pretty sapphire she'd liberated, she didn't even know what she'd do with it yet, sell it, return it. It tended to depend on the whim of mood. But currently it was heavy and she was starting to get cold. She'd normally see about a drink, but her knowledge of the Tony Stark from home tended to prevent her from asking about that kind of stuff. She had no intention of pushing him any further down that road. He was already less than a fan of the Tony that had lead the registration charge.
It was still weird to Felicia. She'd gotten to know him in an entirely different way than she'd ever known the other Tony Stark and to her, this was the real one. The one she could banter with, flirt with, feel ridiculously awkward around.
"So tell me" she finally said, perching herself on a wall, legs swinging over the edge of the complex, completely at ease with how high up they were. "What's got you on the roof? Did you work out it was the best place to think, While looking broody