happy weighs in

[hasthekeys]

Can we just not talk about the hair? Please? It was 1999. It was 1999. Everyone made bad decisions because of Y2K! Keanu Reeves was considered an action film star! Britney Spears was telling people to hit her and Christina Aguilera was telling people to rub her and Dudley Do-Right! Inspector Gadget!

Look, it was just a bad time for everyone. So don't harp on my hair and we'll be good. Okay with you?

[...]

And, yeah, you should watch Downton Abbey. It's a good show. Elegant.

[Like your hair?]

No!

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[hasthekeys]

[Uh oh, talk about uncertainty.]

I just figured you'd like to go home at the end of the day, kick off your heels, and listen to Tony tell you all about his day. Doing whatever he does. Did. Not wanting work to follow you home.

[Making an army of Iron Men.]

I don't mind a rewatch at all.

[ohpleasetony]

First of all, Tony hasn't exactly been forthright about his days lately. [That, hopefully will be changing.] Second of all, watching Downton Abbey with you isn't exactly work.

[Her smile falters a little.]

Happy, the truth is. You're more than just a colleague and you know it. You're my friend. I know I've been stressed out and possibly a little harsh, but... [She stops herself.] I'd love to have something else for us to talk about besides... [badges, employee complaints and bombs] work.

[hasthekeys]

[Has Tony ever been forthright about his days? Maybe he has been, but Happy didn't know enough about his work to make sense of it. Any scientific jargon had flown right over his head, and he'd filed it away as Doing Genius Job Things and been done with it. On the times he gave him a brusque "stuff" or "a few things" had been enough that Happy hadn't asked again.]

Besides...work and Tony, you mean?

[Because Tony had gone from being Happy's work to being the former boss. But he still meant as much to him as if he hadn't.]

Dame Maggie Smith is an awesome actress, don't you think?