He pauses in his work to look up to her. Holmes looked the complete opposite of Tony. Tony had image while Sherlock preferred to slip under the radar. He practically looked homeless most of the time. As for Miss Potts, she looked every inch the professional secretary. Her clothes were designer but not absolute top of the line. She preferred function to style hut kept herself classy. Clean nails, perfectly cared for matter of fact. Hair pulled up in a pony. Not too much make-up. She didn't want attention. Authority. Professionalism. Extremely organized and patient.

Would he like to meet Tony Stark. Sherlock rises from his spot and heads unto the kitchen. "Always busy, Miss Potts. No shortage of lunatics in New York. Coffee?"