Valerie's POV
When I arrive at the tower dozens of paparazzi are gathered at the front doors blocking my way. Might as we get this over with, I push into the gathering and try to get to the doors. The people bombard me with questions, shove microphones and various recording devices in my face, and snapping pictures. However a few questions peaked my interest.
"Miss Torrence are you aware of the party going on in the tower!" Was one of them. I continue trying to fight my through the crowd and after 20 minutes I manage to make it to the door.
On the opposite side of the door, one of Tony's employees stood marveling at the crowd. The woman miraculously managed to let me without letting any paparazzi in.
"Thank you," I say breathlessly. "What's going on upstairs?"
"I'm not aloud to to tell you 'mam," The employee said. " But Mr.Stark said you are not to be permitted up stairs unless you are dressed in this."
The employee hands me a package with black colored heels on top. I'm open the package and find a black floral lace dress.
"This is ridiculous!" I protest.
"He say you'd say that," The employ replied.
"Did he give you a reason?" I ask desperate to have answers of any kind.
"No 'mam," The employee answers. "Just not to permit you upstairs I until you are dressed in the clothes he gave you."
"Fine!" I groan. "I will play Tony's silly little game."
"There is a bathroom down the hall you can use," The employee directs me. When I enter the bathroom I lock the door behind me. I can hear loud music blasting above me. I'm going to kill Tony when I get my hands him. His Iron Man suit won't protect him.
The dress is very pretty though. I slip it and the shoes on. The box also contains make up and a curling iron. It takes about 10 minutes to curl my hair and 5 minutes to put make up on. Well I'm ready, but I still smell like chemicals from the lab. Tony couldn't have put perfume in the box. I walk out of the bathroom an back to the employee.
"Can I go upstairs now?" I ask.
"Yes "mam," She answers.
"Thank you," I nod at her and walk to the private elevator.
"What floor do you wish to go to Miss Torrence?" Jarvis asks from nowhere.
"What ever floor Tony is on," I request.
"Going to the 22nd floor," Jarvis says.
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I don't own any Marvel characters or Iron Man. No copyright intended. I only own Valerie and the plot.
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