"All right." Since he hasn't specified iced, despite the heat of the day, Raine takes him at his word and sets a kettle on to boil, paying it probably less attention than she should. While that's starting, she gestures to a chair at the table, leans against the counter nearby and fixes her gaze on Gene, curious.

She's not sure what advice he could want. Something to do with Tony? ...or perhaps Pepper? "I'll certainly try my best," she says with a nod. "What's the matter?"