Shane Black owes me some boobies. I know what you're thinking... "Who the fuck is Shane Black?" I feel your confusion. Shane Black directed Iron Man 3. Now, don't get me wrong. I really enjoyed the movie. There was lots of good action, cool explosions and plenty of witty one-liners. Everything you could want from a big summer action movie so, good job, Shane.
Except for one little thing. (Spoiler alert) I'm OK with Pepper surviving the two-hundred foot plunge into fiery doom. The internal sci-fi logic of the movie lets her walk out of it unscathed. Kind of. Well, not really but I'll allow it because it makes a kind of twisted sense when you follow along with the other results of the human modifications that The Mandarin is doing. So, kind of a stretch but you at least get a sci-fi movie plausible explanation for it. However, there is no way her clothes made it through the fire.
I don't care what that sports bra is made out of, when Pepper walked out of that fire, she should have been naked.
Shane Black owes me some boobies.