You know, I seem to remember promising you a chase. Two ways I see us going about this:
1. You let me know where I can find you and your ship, and you give me a tour or put me to work- either suits me fine, and I bet you look as good disshevelled and covered in engine grease as I do.
2. You let me take you for dinner at the finest recreation of Stark Tower's exclusive in-house restaurant the ship's sensoriums have to offer.

Not that taking either option means we can't try the other later, of course. Let me know.