[Voice, then video]

[yessuitlady]

Alright, so this is audio... okay, so I'm on audio. That was easy. Good. Hey, Karen... let's run the interrogation mode. (Then;) Hey, if anyone's out there, I didn't get tossed through a black hole or into a brick wall or something? Uh, wait, is that the question...

(Normally this when he would expect his voice to become distorted and over the top deep, something that was supposed to sound "tough" or "menacing", but instead it remained the very same as it normally did.)

...Karen? What's up with the voice changer? I don't sound all scary. (This calling out and question go without response.) Hey, Karen?

(The silence is quickly interrupted by a few mutters among the lines of "Oh, this is bad. Mr. Stark's going to kill me if I wrecked this suit already." He goes quiet again minus a few mutters of (what sounds like) various functions and then curses.)

Dammit... I didn't hit the ground that hard, did I? This suit has definitely taken worse before and I don't even think I hit the ground this time...

(Eventually the dark screen is replaced by someone a dashing hero an obvious teenager wearing a mask. He adjusts his grip on the device that had been handed to him earlier and gives an awkward wave. It's obvious that he has taken refuge on a rooftop.) Okay, so video... video. Ah, good.

So, um, hey? I guess I'm not in Queens anymore?