"Again, my apologies. My employer wanted him dead. Just business, you know," Sofia says airily.

"I was casing out the club for days – and imagine my surprise and joy when I saw you working there. Following you back to your hotel the other night, I had the best idea. One never wants to worship one's idol...so much as supplant them."

She tilts her head a little, still looking friendly. "Your trail of the misplaced Starktech has gone dead, thanks to me. But I know where it leads next. In the spirit of healthy competition, I'll tell you...As long as you level the playing field.

You come alone, without your chaperones in S.H.I.E.L.D."