For Your Entertainment

She's lying on the floor

"So." MJ said sitting down across from me. I raised an eyebrow and took a sip of my lemonade. "You left with Tony the other night." She recapped.

"Oh." I responded. I didn't really think anyone saw us. "There's no rule about that." I continued.

"No, but are you?" She questioned leaning in closer. I stared at her with wide eyes, I'm pretty sure my face is red now too.

"No!" I almost shouted. I looked around the cafe and shoved a cookie that was on my plate in her mouth. "Clean your head. Get your mind out of the gutter."

MJ laughed and ate the cookie properly before continuing the conversation. "Did you guys do anything?" She questioned with a smug look.

I rolled my eyes, "No we didn't. Can we not talk about my nonexisting love life?" I asked, playing with my straw.
"Nope." MJ replied, with a pop of the 'P'.

I sighed and laid my head down on the table. Good thing we're inside. "We didn't do anything. My job is to entertain and provide comfort to people. That's what I did."

"But you didn't charge him. Did you?" MJ asked quirking and eyebrow with a smile.
"No." I answered bashfully.

"See? You guys are into each other." She stated.
I shook my head, "Nope, nope, nopey, nope, nope."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night. Since you did, sleep at his place that is." She grinned.
I glared at her, and she just smiled.

"Did you meet Pepper Potts?" MJ inquired. I nodded my head and closed my eyes.
"Well?" The brown curly haired woman prided.

"She thought I was a prostitute." I responded.
"Woah." MJ sounded taken back. "Okay then."

"Yup. It didn't really matter. Tony got mad and she left." I told the woman.
"Tony? So you're on first name bases now? No, Mr. Stark?" MJ teased.

"Not at work at least. And speaking of work, we should get back." I said, pulling out my phone to check on the time.
"Yeah, probably."

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