"Oh good, you're up," Tony Stark said and in way of greeting as Bruce Banner entered the lab. "Take a look at these images I have upon the holo–screen, they're image grabs from security footage at about 4 AM last night. No security breach, no indication of unauthorized personnel, no sign of forced entry, so what the fuck we looking at? It's anthropomorphized, has the size and gait of a grown man, and is covered in hair; I would guess we're looking at Sasquatch only this isn't the deep south and I have all my teeth."

When Bruce's silence gave no indication that he intended to offer his own explanation Tony gave him a little more information with which he hoped would rouse concern, "whatever it is, it left my radar as quickly as it entered. The only footage I have is from outside your quarters and then momentarily outside Clint's."

"Tony," Bruce said with measured control, "that's me."

Looking between Bruce and the projections, Tony realized his mistake and quickly cleared the screen. "Sorry about that."

"I'll buy a robe."

"I would appreciate that."