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Chapter 9: Favor and... a date?

"Hey," Nora said stepping into Tony's lab. Her eyes glance toward the other desks where Bruce usually works, exhaling a relieved sigh after not seeing him there. 

"Can't wait till night to see me, sweetheart," Tony remarked with a smirk on his handsome face, making Nora raise an eyebrow. 

"Still as egoistic as ever, I see," Nora quipped, her finger drum against her thigh, as she exhaled. She hoped she was making the right choice. "Tony, can I ask you for a favor?" 

Tony glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. "A favor? What's in it for me?"

Nora hesitated. She knew Tony well enough to expect this response. "I need to search for a name on your computer. It's crucial. You know your system contains data on practically everyone in the world."

Tony smirked. "Sure, sweetheart. But you owe me."

Nora sighed. "What do you want?"

Tony leaned back, steepling his fingers. "A night of yours," his voice flirtatious, and she definitely knew what he was referring to. 

Nora gave him an unimpressed look, "Forget I ever asked."

Tony's smirk widened. "A date, then?"

"No."

"A kiss?"

Nora crossed her arms. "Not happening."

Tony sighed dramatically. "Fine, a dance. This bargain isn't going any lower."

Rolling her eyes but with a hint of amusement, Nora agreed. "Fine, a dance."

Tony nodded, satisfied. "You can search for whoever you want. I'll even give you some privacy."

Nora's brow furrowed. "Alright, that will be appreciated... but what about the dance?"

"Oh, for that, you'll be accompanying me to a party tonight," Tony said, already moving towards the door. "Wear something nice."

What the f- we talked about a dance, not a date!

Before Nora could protest, Tony was gone, leaving her alone with the vast database of the world at her fingertips. 

She sighed, placing a hand on her face, but then a small smile blossomed. Despite the unconventional terms, she was looking forward to the evening. 

'Erica Reyes, January 21, 1979.' she typed on the search bar, her fingers nervously drumming against the wooden table. She wants the search to come up with something, anything. 

The birthday was right she knew that, after sneaking in around files there. However, the name she was not that sure about that. 

Erica, that's something they all called her back in that place, so she assumes that was her real name. Although Nora was the name, she gave herself after coming out of that hell, partly because she does not want to be associated with that name anymore. The other reason, she finds it comforting and familiar, why? she doesn't know. 

No results found

She heaved a sigh in disappointment, if she has to search about all the girls that were born at that date, that will be too much data to analyze. 

So, is there really no way to found out about her? 

"Miss Reyes, Mr. Stark have sent you the details of the party you will be going in," Jarvis voice pulled her out of her thoughts, as she hummed.

"Hmm, okay, thanks, Jarvis." 

"You're welcome, Miss."

She shut down the database moving out of his lab, past was something she can search for afterwards too, it was not going anywhere.