Sep 27, 2013
Hey Pepper. How small are your hands? Never mind, just come to the lab.
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Hey Pepper. How small are your hands? Never mind, just come to the lab.
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Dinner || Pepper & Tony
Obi was out of town, something about a board meeting, which really Tony should have known about. Or at least been reminded of before he told Pepper they had a dinner date with him. Which, she had to have known. At least she had played along. Mostly. There wasn't any backing out now though, not when there was a chance Pepper would resign herself to Hammer's company. He huffed and buttoned up his shirt. The reflection in the mirror was perfect, as usual, but there was something missing. Besides a pretty lady on his arm of course. Hair: perfect. Pants: creased. Shirt: top button popped. Ah. Cufflinks. He moved about the room trying to remember where Pepper said he put them. Nightstand, Tony rang in his ears and lo and behold they were there.
"Pep. You ready?" He knocked on her door, wondering what it would take to convince the school to instal automatic doors. Way of the future, those. Reducing the spread of germs by taking doorknobs out of the equation. They also look so much more cool than regular doors. Maybe he'd get one for his room.