Sally Jackson had the poker face of a shield agent and the patience of a saint.

Nothing seemed to faze her. Not when Captain America walked through the front entrance with a disgruntled, one armed ex-assassin. Not when Hawkeye initiated a tower-wide prank war, causing what would later be dubbed 'The Incident'. And not when Tony Stark walked up to her on her first day of work, demanding that she arrange for 2,000 chicken nuggets to be delivered to the Avenger's common room.

Considering her experience with the strange, unusual, and otherworldly, this was hardly a surprise to those who knew her. But to Earth's mightiest heroes, she was an anomaly whose extreme adaptiveness was largely overlooked, one who sat silently on the sidelines, taking phone calls and pointing visitors to the floors they're meant to go to.

Then Peter Parker and Sally Jackson met for the first time.

Sally Jackson looked at the young teen who wrote his name on the visitor's sign-in tablet. The sharp contrast between his casual jeans and science punned shirt to the employees' business-like pencil skirts and suits made her smile.

He reminded her of Percy, and she felt a surge of protectiveness when she noticed the looks of mistrust in the eyes of the building's other patrons toward the child. She glared at them until they looked away before turning to the kid, taking back the sign-in tablet, and glancing at the name on the bottom of the screen.

"Welcome to Stark Towers Mr. Parker, do you have an appointment?"

"No- well, yes- I'm actually the new intern for the engineering department," he crossed his arms and laughed nervously, "I'm supposed to go up to the 42nd floor...?" He ended it like a question, and Sally pulled up the security's clearance list on her desktop.

As she printed out a visitor's pass, Peter was thinking about how out of place he was in the state-of-the art lobby. Usually he went through the garage entrance but today he was in the area and it's less trouble to walk than for Happy to pick him up during rush hour. At the same time, Sally wondered why an intern had the highest security clearance short of Ms. Potts and Tony Stark.

"Okay, you're good to go."

"Thanks," he mumbled, and then he was gone.