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Mun, as cute as you think these homecoming videos are on youtube, maybe I should just go out for a run or something whenever you want to look at those.

[It's kind of clear Steph's just not willing to watch the homecoming videos.]

...Maybe I'll just go get some pie, then.

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There's a lot of them that say they're non-judgmental. That's always in style. How they actually act is another story.

There's gotta be some non-judgemental people in your world.

...no, it's pretty much just tech and animals. But then again I found Pepper and Rhodey, so at least I have a few people that can put up with me.

Well. Pepper and Rhodey are at least two people?

[glass half full is her thing]

See? That's two people!

And there's you.

Well of course there's me, Tony. I'm gonna try to be here for you whenever you need me.

[she smiles at him]

God, don't make it sound so romantic. You'll give the muns ideas.

What? Wait! No! I wasn't trying to be romantic! I wanted to let you know that I would be there for you.

[Tony snorts.] That kind of thing, uh, tends to fall apart on me. To put it nicely.

[nervous laugh] Well. You kind of hate me. In my world. So. Different Tonys. I just wanted to let you know that I wanted to be there for you and--just be there--if you need someone--and I-I-I mean romance is--it's dandy but different worlds and all.

[Yes, she's rambling]

...I wasn't saying romance is bad. Just that muns plotting it is.

Oh, that's not so bad. It just is bad when she showed...those videos. Or reads those kinds of stories. ~~Or when Bucky is brought up~~

My mun just finished reading a love story where the big romantic ending is committing suicide to spite arranged marriages the world over. Anything your mun is into is probably more romantic.

That's...depressing. My mun's idea of romantic for me is someone who is willing to come dancing with me so I could "finally" have my dance.

We could dance. You know, if the smell doesn't bother you.

...I might step on your toes. You don't--you don't need to. I've put that part away.

[Still doesn't stop her from sometimes going to where the Stork Club was]

I don't care. Come on. I swear I'll put on cologne or something before hand, okay?

You don't need to put on cologne. Tony, you don't--you don't need to do that. For me, I mean.

...I don't?

[she shakes her head then tucks some of it behind her ear]

No. You don't. Don't need to do either thing.

Oh. [So she doesn't want to dance with him. Reasonable. He's not stung by that, really.]

I don't need a pity dance, Tony.

It's not a pity dance. I just - nevermind.

You just what, Tony?

Nothing. Nevermind.