Annie scooted around the car and climbed into the passenger seat, buckling herself in. It was more habit than a nod to any way that Tony might decide to drive such a high speed machine as this one. Though she expected that street laws and Tony Stark didn't see eye to eye on everything.
"J?" Annie was looking at the dash of the car, though she couldn't see anything. "Jarvis?" Her grin got even wider. This was the AI that she'd been told about, and hadn't thought that she'd ever get to meet. Annie wondered briefly if she should poke herself or pinch herself to make sure she wasn't still in bed dreaming. She'd never had such elaborate and life-like dreams before, but then again she'd never been to an apocalyptic planet before, either. She supposed that there was just as much chance of this being a side effect from ill-brewed alcohol as there was of it being real.
"You got yourself a car quickly. And new clothes. Though I guess that's to be expected, isn't it? You wouldn't leave very much of anything to chance."