The reception was classy. Bruce had to give Tony that much, and the fact that they were allowed to have it here in the first place (considering their guest list). Tony always seemed to know how to throw an amazing party. That very fact had always made Bruce a little bit nervous when it came to the larger events. This one was relatively small and as long as he stayed away from the champagne and the elevator then they could have a good night.
Bruce was actively ignoring the glares he was getting from Edward, used to that by now. He didn't care much for being in the same room with the man if he could help it, Edward or Jonathan for that matter, but this was a reception and he hoped for Enigma's sake that things could be civil.
Instead of watching Edward, Bruce watched Enigma's tiny fairy friend instead. He found the idea of a pixie to be rather fascinating. It was interesting, too, that she could make someone fly just by sprinkling them with dust of some kind. She didn't seem to be able to communicate, but if he needed to he could probably ask Jarvis to translate. If the AI knew pixie. How did one go about conversing with such a little thing anyway?