[Maria has worn long sleeves for as long as he's known her. She doesn't roll them up and if she's ever worn less then long sleeves she wears a covering over her arms.
Of course she notices his watch. It's strange and out of place for him - especially since it could get caught in his work and cause an accident.]
That's a very nice watch Mr Stark.
[It might sound like she suspects because she does. She figures it's probably another scientist or one of the hundreds of beautiful women he's surrounded by daily. Certainly not someone thirteen years his junior who has harbored a crush on him for many years now.]
[Someone really should watch his watch, because as he spreads a hand across his work table it does get caught and he has to jerk it free with a spink - something coming loose.
He shrugs, intent] It's a rolex. I uh - just got it.
[The instant he's caught she does something rather out of character. She screams his name and moves forward. He frees it before she can more any closer though and instead of reaching for him she presses her lips inward as if she's blotting together her deep red lipstick.]
Her brows crease together with concern. Even if he's trying to hide it from someone in the lab he should know better then to wear it now. After all, there aren't that many of them in the lab at the moment and only her as far as women go.]
You shouldn't be wearing it here, no matter how lovely it is.
[She reaches over to remove it. Better to get rid of the watch then lose his hand. Her reach is a bit too far for the stitching of her sleeve and it exposes her own red mark without her noticing.]
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Of course she notices his watch. It's strange and out of place for him - especially since it could get caught in his work and cause an accident.]
That's a very nice watch Mr Stark.
[It might sound like she suspects because she does. She figures it's probably another scientist or one of the hundreds of beautiful women he's surrounded by daily. Certainly not someone thirteen years his junior who has harbored a crush on him for many years now.]
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He shrugs, intent] It's a rolex. I uh - just got it.
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Her brows crease together with concern. Even if he's trying to hide it from someone in the lab he should know better then to wear it now. After all, there aren't that many of them in the lab at the moment and only her as far as women go.]
You shouldn't be wearing it here, no matter how lovely it is.
[She reaches over to remove it. Better to get rid of the watch then lose his hand. Her reach is a bit too far for the stitching of her sleeve and it exposes her own red mark without her noticing.]