“… A reunion?”
“You would really do that for him -
after everything you just said?”
’ Not for him—— for you. ’
Be real, Stark.
’ Look, I don’t hate the guy, okay? Got off to a rocky start and I’m not sure if that was remedied even after all that– stuff. I don’t- I just- I don’t wanna talk about it. So yes, I can arrange it. ’
”Well I don’t feel like that… So you’ve got that part wrong.”
“… I wouldn’t say a thing? Just… we spent a lot of time… together.”
’ Right, sure, yep. Not a thing. Got it.
But you do know that I have regularly updated intel on his whereabouts, sooooo I could, you know, arrange a reunion. If you want. ’
“Sadly? What the hell do you mean - sadly?! Of course I know him… I… I…”
’ I mean exactly that. Surely anyone who knows him can feel me.
So– you and him———- had a thing, perhaps? ’
Well this was sure becoming interesting.
”…”
“S-Steve? He’s a-alive?”
’ ——Uh yeah, sadly. Sooooo you do know him then? And on a more personal level I may add? ’
”You need to explain this colleague of yours first,”
’ What, you mean the patriotic do-no-wronger? Might know ‘im. Captain Steve Rogers. ’
”I’m not surprised, I heard Howard loved to talk about his time in the war, - A human ic— I don’t understand what you mean, but no I wasn’t a human icicle, I’m here thanks to Howard…”
’ ——————–
You’re gonna have to explain that one to me. ’
”Me and Howard were close friends during the war.- Oh, I’m Agent Carter - Peggy Carter.”
’ Carter—- yeah, that name sounds famili– wait what? In the war? How is that even– oh no. Don’t tell me. You become a human icicle like a certain patriotic colleague of mine? ’
“Tony Stark - Your Howard’s son if I’m not correct, I thought I recognized the ridiculous flirting”
’ No—- no, you’re quite correct, unfortunately. Who are you and how did you know that? ’
“Distracted by me? God - Where have I heard that before? Who are you anyway - You look really familiar.”
‘ Sorry, it’s probably not you’re fault you’re gorgeous. Uh, you’ve probably seen me on TV, news papers, around. Name’s Tony Stark. ’
”…Excuse me? I don’t remember saying anything of the sort.”
’ Oh, sorry, was a I looking at you? Uh yeah, I was actually talking to the posh king behind you, and got distracted by your beautiful lips. ’