welp.

[debts]

—and we're back.

I don't think anybody's surprised.

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[debts]

[ Natasha doesn't as so much blink. Because she's playing up the scary factor. Because. Tony Stark. ]

My satisfactions don't tend to be bloodless.

[ex_starks385]

Okay, was the whole point of that to sound like something straight out of my sexiest nightmare, because — hey, job well done.

[debts]

It's good to know I haven't lost my touch.

[ex_starks385]

Considering your touch comes with both bruises and several years' worth of a finely-honed ass-kicking arsenal? Yeah, gonna go out on a limb here and say you're still gold there, Ponyboy.

[debts]

[ Dryly. Like, dry as the sahara desert, dry: ]

Any other requests?

[ex_starks385]

So far, no. Give me about five minutes and a latte and that's never far out of the realm of possibility.

For the record? Welcome back, Red. [ That's Tony for 'you've been missed'. No bromo. ]

[debts]

[ Please, like she'd ever show an ounce of personality in Tony Stark's immediate line of sight. That would be tantamount to admitting he's tolerable. ]

I'm glad to be back, I think. Not a lot to do.

[ex_starks385]

[ Oh, good, then the air of the emotionally stunted continues to move through the room. ]

I'm glad that you feel comfortable enough to say that with your, uh — [ There's something bland about the word 'mun' to Tony. It's lacking flavor, lacking originality ] — her around. One hint is all they need and they're already halfway to town with it.

[debts]

Usually. [ Note: Natasha Romanoff is not agreeing with him, because Hell has not frozen over. Let's call it an amicable observation. ]

I'm sure I can manage.