He settles into the passenger side, eyeing the hood through the window as if unsure it was on. "Huh."
Her question brings him back to the conversation. "Working at Syd's Gym, doing clean up there takes up a lot of time, but I have boxing lessons and unlimited time in the gym for free, and a little salary besides. Getting ready for early graduation in December. That's about it. I live at Syd's when mom lets me."
"It was electric," she said with a smile. "Now it runs on zero point energy. We're developing the tech and who knows in a decade all cars will run on zpm."
"Looking at a Phyd. Ed. major, combined with Education... get my teacher's certificate so I can do some coaching or teach P.E., probably minor in history, if I ever needed a day job. Gives me an excuse to spend more time in the gym, meanwhile. And... nope, not currently. Dated a little here and there. Nothing serious. So who is the infamous lady Stark seeing, currently? I haven't kept up on the tabloids."
"Well according the tabloids I'm seeing about three different people. It depends on which one you read or what website you visit. In truth I'm not seeing anyone. Too busy I guess." She shrugged. "You know us workaholics."
"Hate to break it to you, but if you were to run into someone who spends as much time in the gym as you do, you're probably related. Of course this means you'll have to leave the gym on occasion to meet girls."
Anya laughed. "I don't think so. So what we've determined is that you need someone to drag you out of the gym and I need someone to drag me out of the lab."
"Yeah. Wearing a monkey suit is one of the requirements, but don't worry. I'll take care of it all. You're do me a favor after all."
Anya didn't mind going to big fancy events, she loved it actually, but she hated going alone. Lately she'd been dragging Misha, but she knew it wasn't his thing and he needed a break.
He chuckles. "I doubt my parents would mind anything that involves getting me all dressed up, and going with such a cute girl is favor enough. Sure, count me in."
"My father might. My mother and my fairy godmothers would be thrilled if I appeared in a tabloid. I might not hear the end of it for a while, but they'd be thrilled."
"I'm sure Uncle Steve will say that I'm a bad influence on you. The Stark genes and all." Anya grinned. Nope. Not ashamed of being a Stark. "It'll just be a matter of time until you're in one."