Mira was off in space, attempting to recall anything that she had seen of the man on the roof. So far, nothing was popping out at her from her memory. Maybe she was looking at the wrong section for what she needed. Maybe it would be better to try and recall any of her history books and see if anything similar cropped up. She absentmindedly chewed on a quiche until someone stepped up to her and stole some of her food. As she looked at the stranger, he flashed her a smile and asked if she had been plotting world domination. Mira arched her eyebrow.

"You're awful curious for a party crasher." Mira popped another small bit of food in her mouth and chewed to let him stew over her words. "I mean, Stark didn't look to happy about seeing you. As for me, I was seeing if 'spooky' was actually out to hurt the museum. Like a decent human being. You might be glad to know that he isn't. Name's Mira DiAngelo, in case you wanted to know."

Mira checked her watch again. She noted the time and looked back up to the man who had introduced himself to her. She couldn't see any visible weapons or anything that would set off alarm bells. Geez, it had been like she was walking on eggshells since she'd arrived. She wasn't really doing anything suspicious, just eating and staring at things. Yet here she was accused of being a monster and a supervillian.

"You know, this hasn't been the first time someone called me a supervillian," the truth, "however, I'll give you the same answer I give to everyone. No. I am not, nor have I ever been a supervillian. And besides, crashing a party full of VIP Supers with their offspring would be literally the dumbest idea anyone ever had." Mira finished eating, and silently debated wether or not to get seconds. If she had to be in a fight with the guy, then she might as well grab some more.

Then again it would still be rude to just walk away again. [i]Man… I just wanted a quiet night without complications. Ah, this is what you get for signing up for field duty, Mira.[/i] So she leaned against the wall and waited to hear what he had to say. Probably something about not being a party crasher -lie- or maybe he'd try to be suave about the whole situation. At least he couldn't try blowing her up right away, not in this crowd of people. Even though she was certain that she was safe, Mira still activated the teleportation skill she'd seen alongside the enhanced durability in case of an emergency. She chose the ideal spot for turning the attack back on the man, if it came to that, and waited. [i]Why does it always have to be a real mission instead of just a night out? All I wanted was to look at statues and hear lame small talk.[/i]