Tony wasn't having much of a better holiday. Things had evened out with Bruce and Enigma, well, as much as they would with Enigma, but she was still a thorn in his side.
After he finally finished updating the security code, a headache unto itself, he had decided to go flying. That and pulverizing the odd mugger or two always put him in a better mood.
Iron Man armor on he flew through the city, Jarvis filling him in on the police scanner reports. The notion of a hostage situation caught his attention, and as he flew over he noticed several things. First, the cops were as useless here as they were in New York. Second, a scan of the situation had him seeing Santas. Multiple. Now that was just low. And third, maybe the most surprising, was a costumed woman Jarvis identified as a local super hero starting to make her way up towards the building. Tony paused, working out what he wanted to do or not, and finally the fishnets and tiny top won him over. He blasted over to her, hovering and offering a hand.
"Want a lift? Assuming you're headed to kick in Santa's teeth, too," he offered.