It was safe to say to say that Naomi was fairly out of it walking into the compound. Happy didn't pay her much attention, content to steer the group in the right direction. However Peter seemed slightly concerned for the woman, seeing as her usual slightly crazy antics had ceased. Poor Peter had spent most of his time concerned since meeting her on the sidewalk, quite by accident. Naomi herself was taking the time to come to terms with the fact that she was actually in the Marvel universe. It wasn't an elaborate prank, not with the literal holograms lighting up the place inside the Avengers facility. She frowned in thought as she trailed after Happy, considering what could be happening back home, and if this would take up her vacation days. Life was hard as an assistant, what could she say?

However it was just her luck that the path to Tony's lab was short, and she didn't quite have the time to mull over whether or not she still had a job. Her boss would understand that she accidentally woke up in another dimension, right? And also, is she in the movies now too or is this just a different timeline- Naomi had a lot of questions. Luckily for her, the second smartest person in the world was just beyond those doors.

The group stood in front of the entrance to Tony's lab, and Naomi put aside her anxiety over her job to marvel at the fact that the Tony Stark was just inside. A glance other right told Naomi that Peter was just as excited and nervous as she was, despite having already met Tony several times. Peter shot her an anxious smile, and Naomi couldn't help but grin at him in return. This kid is just as innocent and adorable in person as on the movie screen, she thought to herself. After a moment of standing in front of the clearly expensive double doors, Naomi picked up a light sound from inside. Had she been an ignorant peasant, she probably wouldn't have recognized it, but due to her expansive knowledge of the MCU, she identified the noise as FRIDAY. The AI was most likely informing Tony of his guests outside, she quickly deduced, feeling quite like Sherlock. At the thought of Sherlock, she nearly lost her composure, seeing as she was about to meet him, or at least, one of the Sherlocks here. Naomi was seriously about to crack herself up, the footage of RDJ's Sherlock running in her mind along with Benadryl Cucumber's.

Thankfully, when the door opened her face was perfectly serene, seemingly unbothered by her surroundings. It was a skill she developed through working with an impossible boss and co-workers with pranking tendencies. Besides, keeping one's composure ran in the family.

Tony Stark himself stood in the center of his shiny new lab, surrounded by constantly moving holograms and robots. There were models of Iron Man suits and cars along the walls, and machinery that Naomi could never pray to understand littered the tiled floor, creating a symphony of beeping and buzzing. In short, it was the genius's playground that the movies had always portrayed so well, laid out before her. However in Naomi's eyes, the most awe-inspiring thing in the room wasn't the sheer level of technology, but Tony Stark. At the sight of him, in person, Naomi found herself speechless, which didn't happen often.

His face was tired-that she could tell easily. He no doubt hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night, or the night before. Seven movies worth of Iron man knowledge rushed forward in her mind as she stood before the genius billionaire playboy philanthropist. She knew about his hardships and struggles- and standing here, the knowledge felt oddly invasive. She knew that she was a stranger to him, but to her, Tony Stark had been in her life since she was 15, and the first Iron Man movie came out. He had been a source of entertainment, and a figure of inspiration throughout her college years, actually having a character to relate to during the most stressful point in her life. Of course, Naomi had never been though anything that could compare to a day in Tony's life, but she, along with most other people on the internet, fancied that she could understand him. Iron Man was a superhero, something that everyone could strive to become, and suddenly Naomi felt a powerful empathy for the 17 year old net to her, remembering how she felt when she was first introduced to super-heros.

"Hello," Tony started, his eyes guarded, "My name is Inigo Montoya." He quoted the Princess Bride in what was a surprisingly good Inigo accent. At hearing the familiar words, Naomi burst into a grin.

"You killed my father. Prepare to die." She ended the quote, her Inigo accent not quite as good, but still recognizable. In the center of the room, Tony stood surprised, a light smirk rewarding Naomi for her excellent taste in movies.

"Uh, what?" Peter asked, clearly more confused from before. Beside him, Naomi chuckled lightly, reaching over and ruffling his hair, much to Peter's embarrassment. He quickly swatted her away, resembling a tomato, causing everyone else in the room to laugh at his antics. Peter was still embarrassed of course, but at the sight of his idol Mr. Stark smiling at him fondly, he joined in the light laughter.

"Patience, young grasshopper." Naomi said sagely, her shades adding to her new mysterious vibe. Peter laughed more at this, grinning now that he actually understood that reference. Unfortunately Happy had had enough by this point, and decided that the joking had gone on long enough. He strode over to Tony, who was more relaxed by this point, speaking to him in hushed tones. Happy was obviously much more concerned about their secret topic than Tony seemed to be, and simply gave him some off handed instructions as he turned back to his work. The Stark's instructions, as Naomi soon learned, were to take Peter out of the room so she and Tony could talk, evident by Happy literally 'shooing' the kid out, much to Peter's protest. Eventually, the pair exited the room, leaving Naomi alone with the Iron Man.