"Let me show you my home," Tony said against the shell of her ear, oddly excited about this, more than he had been when he let all of those TV crews tour the Avengers Tower for whatever segment they had been doing. He just liked to show off. Pepper thought it was a breech of security, especially when he flashed around the Hulk's stretchy pants.

Some people had no whimsy left in life, he had concluded.

Gryf was allowed to get out of the car herself as Tony backtracked across the garage where twenty other cars laid in wait, some on various stages of disrepair. He'd been modifying each of them slowly.

"I have got to get you a real cup of coffee. There's a Starbucks on the ground floor."