Bruce pulled a few stools up to the lab table for the ladies, hoping it would be suitable enough. Nothing in Tony's lab was really designed for comfort, besides the mini-bar stashed in the floor but of course Bruce never found comfort in indulging in intoxication. That was far too risky.
He knew that people were on to his other half. With as many outbreaks as he had experienced in the city, he wouldn't have been surprised if more people knew his secret. It wasn't really much of a secret any more, he supposed. And with someone as smart as Fred, it wouldn't have surprised the physicist in the slightest had she brought it up.
Bruce settled down on one of the stools and took a couple of the tacos for himself, looking over at Fred, "You can stay here for the duration of the project if you'd like. Plenty of room. And I'll give you access to my lab so you can work," Bruce offered. He didn't know what kind of a lifestyle the brainy female lead, so the offer was on the table so to speak should that appeal to her. She wasn't bound or obligated, but it would make it easier for her than constantly commuting for their project. And she would be staying in the lap of luxury.