Hayley slowly turned toward him, giving him a strange look. "Wait. Do you not do laundry in this house?"
Ethan paused. "I mean… not really."
He thought about it for a moment. "Unless Francesca is in the mood to do it, I guess. But no. At least not for me."
Hayley's expression became one of disbelief.
She looked back into the wardrobe, then at the pile of freshly tagged clothes Ethan was packing.
"You're a spoiled brat, you know that?"
Ethan laughed as he continued folding his clothes.
Then something seemed to have occur to her then, so she asked "Since Eduardo is going too…how exactly is Stark Industries going to run while you're gone?"
"We'll only be gone for a month or two at most," Ethan began. "But I've already made arrangements for the company."
"Normally, I would've left Valerie in charge of most of it, but she'd probably break down after a week."
Hayley chuckled.
Ethan smiled, "Everything's divided up sort of"
He placed another shirt into the bag before continuing.
