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[latenightfondue]

What the hell's the point'a this curse, then, huh?

[ He doesn't exactly have people who stick close to him, but that doesn't mean the bubble around him isn't frustrating and restricting. ]

It comes to something when I'm trying to grab a cup'a the good stuff from an assistant and get it all over the equipment. But it ain't too bad if there's an angry broad trying to punch you down in the cafeteria.

Anyone else having fun with this stuff?

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[latenightfondue]

Gotta into that habit now I don't got meals coming to me like I used to.

[ironmanic]

I'll let Steve know. You'll have a pile of sandwiches on your desk in no time.

[latenightfondue]

Y'got Cap running around handing out sandwiches?

[ironmanic]

Here.

[If the video wasn't on before, it is now, and Tony directs it over to his desk where a few plates and moldy, half-eaten sandwiches and donuts lay.]

[latenightfondue]

[ He peers closer at the screen, looks amused. ]

That's how my desk looked before Agent Carter started to threaten me with her loaded gun. It's bad for your health, pal, it ain't worth it.

[ironmanic]

Because I'll have some CIA agent threatening my life? Or because it's actually unhealthy.

[punchedhitler]

Agent Carter wasn't CIA.

Considering I don't know what the CIA is.

[Tony get better at faking 1940s.]

[ironmanic]

Just one of the most annoying branches of crime investigation, Cap.

[punchedhitler]

Not where we're from.

[You know. NINETEEN FORTY.]

[ironmanic]

[SHUT UP STEVE]

That's a good thing, trust me. Well, kind of. If you're the CEO of a weapons manufacturing company.

[latenightfondue]

[ He pauses to actually think about which is worse. ] 'Cause when y'come across a broad with a gun, you don't wanna infuriate her. Trust me. And she ain't no CI-whatever, she worked with me, but, uh, it's kinda top secret.

[ironmanic]

That the lady Cap was all goo-goo eyes for?

[latenightfondue]

That's the one. He tell you 'bout her?

[ironmanic]

Just a tiny, tiny bit.

[latenightfondue]

Agent Carter. [ A dreamy sigh. ] She's a rare one is Peggy, beautiful, and the stones she's got on her.

[ironmanic]

Sounds like a catch.

[latenightfondue]

She's scary, though, pal. Even took to firing a couple'a rounds off at Cap once. Good thing that shield did the trick.

[ironmanic]

I like a dangerous woman.

[latenightfondue]

You got claim to one?

[ironmanic]

Yes, but don't tell her I said that.

[latenightfondue]

Wouldn't know who to tell, pal. So who's the lucky lady?

[ironmanic]

You've met Pepper?

[latenightfondue]

You and Potts, huh? Wouldn't mind a piece'a that myself.

[ironmanic]

Yeah, good luck.

[Not even worried. HE TRUSTS PEPPER TO SLAP PEOPLE AROUND LIKE SHE SLAPS TONY AROUND.]

[latenightfondue]

[ Defensively. ] Hey, hey, never said I'd try. There's a code for this, right?