Many things were running through her mind right not, one of them being that someone had to have been left behind when the others were displaced. None the less she clutched her bag tight and and smoothed down her top. She was feeling nervous now since she was going to have to talk to a female that she didn't know. She took a deep breath and forced her self to blurt out “I need to talk to someone in charge. I’m Tony Stark’s daughter and I know where he’s been since he’s gone missing.” She was hoping this would go over well.
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