<br/>“Maybe, but it’s not going to stop Steph from throwing them out.”Natasha muttered wincing a little as she watched the three.<br/><br/>“…If you want to make it up to me, get out. All of you. Tonight was going to be fun, now it’s just horrible. Go.”Steph growled, before frowning, wondering if it would be easier to go herself. Angry enough that it would be easier to go rather then throw out the men. Glancing down the row she considered tony, a apologetic look on her face, but not wanting to yell down the row to apologize for her boys. Upset because they’d managed to upset tony, and everyone was on edge. This was just horrible. “”Out!”She snarled starting to get up herself, and having every intention of leaving herself now.<br/><br/>“Damn.”Natasha muttered realizing she owed phil money to. She’d assumed the man had magicked his clothes to. Wincing a little, glancing at the crowd below them, glad that the privacy of the balcony seats were keeping them from interrupting the show, but at some point the crowd would notice they were all talking and arguing. Hopefully this wouldn’t go as badly as it was looking like it would.<br/>