<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/76/82/cd/7682cda3b2d481b54ec0597842140687--robert-downey-jr-iron-man.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Tony Stark<br/><strong>Location:</strong>North America, New York, Stark Tower, couch.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>The suit he was wearing last night...And slept in.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Goth girl and Man in Cat Suit...Strange how often those two things end up here.<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/>Tony was somewhat confusion, get her a drink?  Walk up to the bar and thing will pop the hell up...Maybe he was living a shell of bit too much automation.  Still, no point in apologizing now, Stranges wards should keep her away her little curse.  And in the meanwhile he would finish his second caesar, then get her that scotch is was so damned set on being served.  Tony took a sip...And then spat out swamp water, "For fuck sakes."  He shook his hands, throwing the glass to the sink were it fell in and smashed.  He then moved and grabbed a towel and began to dry himself off, giving a considerable glare at the the little fae but holding his tongue.<br/><br/>"I like her."  F.R.I.D.A.Y stated with some clear satisfaction as the King of Wakanda made himself known, at least to Tony.  He was fairly confident his security had picked up on the man, would have to check later.<br/><br/>"Of course you do."  As T'challa made aims to unring the struck bell, Tony composed himself and tried to settle on the best way to grovel.  He'd gotten pretty good at it as of late.  But he didn't think full out pleading would do him any good here.  Sweet God, he'd to have actually apologize<em>and</em>mean it.  He was terrible at that.  His recent history was more proof of that than ever.<br/><br/>"Or lack there of."  He said raising his glass to the King, then looking to Ciera, looking her dead in the eye which he hoped didn't result in some sort off other fae insult he knew nothing about, "To you Retribution, I apologize. My behavior was deplorable.  No amount of heart break makes up for being such a shit host.  I ask your forgiveness and that you remove your spell.  Or stand there and watch me drink swamp water."  With that Tony, raised his glass to her and then closed his eyes and drank the whole thing.  Whether it was magically transformed swamp water or 18 Year Old  Glenmorangie, well that was entirely up to her.