02-10-2010, 01:47 AM
Tony glowered at Natasha's apathistical demeanor towards him. He hated being ignored. Any disregard toward his words or attitude set him off; he even would've liked negative acknowledgment. Dismissing him was like looking down upon him, which was Tony's biggest pet peeve (although he is all the time, but when the contempt toward him is taken into effect is when he is ticked). Although he was angry at Natasha, Tony didn't act on it. He just took ahold of one of the universal remotes and switched the television on. Why should he waste his time on stuck-up bitches like her?
It was obvious, by her attitude, that Natasha was trying to intimidate Susan. However, the behavior of people toward her never fazed her. As long as they did what needed to be done, she didn't care which way they did it. She returned the icy smile and said, "Quite alright. You may search for Nathaniel, but I don't have knowledge of his current whereabouts. He usually saunters around outside."
A speedy tatter of footsteps rang down the corridor and a young woman appeared right outside the doorway. Susan's eyes lightened up at the sight of the girl and she said, "Well, Ms. Fortner, you've managed to find us." The girl smiled and nodded.
"I knew that you would keep them in the presidential suite, Ms. Heineman," she said, eying both Natasha and Tony. She had shoulder-length black hair that was tied in a high ponytail. Her doe eyes were a chocolate brown and she looked about the same age as Tony. Unusually, she was dressed in a school uniform. She smiled at Natasha and said, "Hello, my name is Kate Fortner. You two must be Natasha Blake and Tony Evans." Tony ignored the girl and continued to watch TV.
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