Pepper to the Rescue

He rolled his eyes. “Right. I’m not allowed to be conventionally sweet. And yes, Mary is standing here patiently waiting to take your order. Which,” Tony turned back to the waitress and gestured to the empty basket between them. “Can you bring us two more baskets of breadsticks please?” Breadsticks were this place’s one redeeming quality. 

Pepper smiled at the waitress giving her order of spaghetti and meatballs before turning back to Tony. "You know, I'm honestly not sure. I've never really been on a for real date before. But I would guess something along the lines of how your day went." 

Loyal and competent. Those are two traits that don’t coincide often.

Thank you.....I think.

Have you ever considered what you could do for another company?

To be honest? No not really. 

They’re lucky to have an employee such as yourself running things.

Why yes I suppose they really are that lucky.

I won’t argue with you there. The company would have sunk half a dozen times if it wasn’t for you.

*snorts* More than that if you ask me. way more than that. 

Who says I’d use it for anything? It’s more likely that I’ll end up with it just running around in my head and never use it. 

Well they didn't hire me as his personal assistant for nothing. I'm good at what I do.

I’m not going to go running to the media, if that’s what you’re worried about. It’s simply in my nature to be inquisitive. I like to see how things work.

Yes I'm sure about that. And I'm not really worried about you running to the media. I can more than handle the media.

I like information. Is that a bad thing?

It can be an extremely bad thing.

So he pretty much has you doing everything.

Not necessarily.

"I’m always sweet; I don’t know what you’re talking about." He sniffed. She looked nice. Business-y, but nice. Tony took a bite of his breadstick. "Sit down, Mary will be back soon for our orders." 

Pepper laughed as she shook her head and sat down. "Your definition of sweet isn't exactly what everyone else would consider to be sweet though Tony." She reached forward and took a small sip of the glass of water "Oh, you ordered already?"

Right, his company. 

Mostly his personal assistant work. 

And just what sort of trash does Mr. Stark have you take out?

All kinds of trash. There is next to no limit on what I will do for him....I mean this company.

Awwww they better let you keep him. He's just too adorable not to keep.

Isn't he just adorable. it makes me want a little munchkin dog.

Tony never really cared for this restaurant. Everything about it was too little. The portions, the lighting, the ‘mood music’ that made him want to hack their sound system and play something decent, and even their booze. Nothing really impressed him here except the occasional pretty waitress. Even then, he’d seen better. 

Pepper laughed as she slid into her seat across from him. She really had no idea what had gotten into him, or how he even remembered that she liked this place. It had been ages since she mentioned it, and well, she hadn't really expected him to be listening to her. "Oh har har Tony. If I had been given more notice than that, i probably would have been there before you." .....And looked a little more put together. She thought to herself.

Pepper where are you I'm taking you to dinner

Pepper tutted at her phone. She had been back and forth all day with the board about some meeting that they claimed Tony missed when she damn well knows that he has never missed a meeting. At least not since she's been his secretary.