Suuuuper shaky voice test

[toodrunkcantsleep]

Okay no.

Good try, gold star and all that, but absolutely not.

I don't do this "mun" thing and you can forget whatever plans you've got for me because I'm a busy man and I've got my own plans for me.

So, no.

End of story.

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[rescuedhim]

Uh-huh. [She raises an eyebrow. Apparently doubtful if he really could last a week without her. But she knows he is all she has.]

I can provide coffee, yes. As for leaving, that I am less certain on. But I'll leave it in your hands if you think you can deal with it, Mr Stark.

[toodrunkcantsleep]

Coffee would be perfect right now, Miss Potts. And I'm sure I can figure something out for the both of us. Don't I always? [Well, no, but hey, not the point.]

[rescuedhim]

Of course. You need something to wake you up and keep you functional throughout the day. [So she'll get right onto that, efficient as ever.] Well. You do, sometimes. I'm not sure there's anything I can do about this, so I'm going to let you figure something.

[toodrunkcantsleep]

No time for sleep and too early for alcohol... well, it's never too early for that, but I have things to get done.

I will, don't worry.

[rescuedhim]

Someday, I will instill in you that there is always time to sleep. And yes, it can be too early for alcohol, when you have work that morning, meetings to go to.....

I'll leave that to you then. [Once the jug boils, she passes him the coffee, just as she knows he likes it.]

[toodrunkcantsleep]

[He takes the coffee, immediately basking in its heat and caffeine.] Well, under the circumstance I won't be attending any meetings until I can deal with this mun nonsense. [Oh hey, that was actually a bright side to this mess.] So maybe I should get some scotch instead.

[rescuedhim]

No. No scotch. [She knows how you get when you drink, Tony. :l There's a slight pursing of her lips as she eyes him, giving him an almost warning look of disapproval reminiscent of when he had asked if he could 'have one' upon seeing Natasha.]

[toodrunkcantsleep]

[He sighs.] Fine, no scotch... for now.

[rescuedhim]

I suppose that is as good as I'll get from you. But it's something. You are making progress, Tony. Really. [Which she is happy about, and proud of him for. Getting over his demons and overcoming his vices, his drinking, even if it's replaced with sleepless nights and busy work with his suits and thus creates new issues at the same time.]