Well that had gone exactly as planned which she couldn't help but think helped her case. Could Pepper look as good as she could and did gentlemen really prefer blondes. Not that he was a gentlemen. ...well no that wasn't fair, he had his moments. He'd been there for her when she'd desperately needed a shoulder to cry on and he'd defended her honor. Tony Stark could be better than he liked to pretend sometimes. But Felicia needed to focus on more than that right now.
She shot him a dazzling smile as the limo turned the corner pulling along and up to the cafe where they were supposed to meet Pepper. He was all worried about how he looked in the suit and she couldn't help but be amused. If annoyed that he was worrying over his appearance for another woman.
"I usually look nice" she replied, ignoring the attitude he was trying to put across, like he didn't care. Of course he cared. She looked amazing and he knew it. As for him. Felicia reached over and fussed at the collar a little, setting it into its proper place. "You look fine, you look every dollar of what you paid for the suit. Happy? Or do you think Pepper will assume you let yourself go without her?" she asked, just a simple hint, without her was there a her. Was she about to go horribly third wheel?
Coming to a stop outside the cafe. Felicia Hardy took a deep breath to focus herself, and stepped out into the sunshine. Ugh, she was going to hate her, she was going to get to stand and watch a lovely sappy little reunion as Pepper assumed she could pick up where she left off with the boss. Who slept with their boss anyway? That was rule one of tacky no- no's.
Stupid redhead moneygrabbing little...
Ugh no, that wasn't fair either, she shouldn't assume. Tony wanted them to meet. He'd complimented her, he'd shamelessly stared. Maybe he wanted them to get along, maybe Pepper was like a sister to him and he wanted her to like his new girlfriend.
Or not. Not at all. In no way like a sister to him. Cousins maybe, weird creepy kissing cousins.