Text to Tony

[om_patriot]

Tony!!!

I GOT INTO FIT!!!!

:D :D :D :D

[a photo of Steve, holding up his acceptance letter and grinning like a big dork.]

Comments

[om_ironman]

Well there's the standing around and looking pretty.

And cooking for me.

[om_patriot]

Well, I guess one out of two ain't bad.

[om_ironman]

Oh, self-deprecation. Cute.

What's your opinion on Thai?

[om_patriot]

Hush.

I'm not sure I've had it, to be honest. But it's always looked good.

Oh, I think I'm supposed to lovingly draw you in the morning sunlight.

I'll take special care to capture the way the light shines off the drool.

[om_ironman]

Oh yes. Paint me like one of your french girls.

Great, we're going. Get back here some time before 7.

[om_patriot]

We're not supposed to talk about that movie.

Great. Thank you, Tony. Are my normal clothes fine?

And we could, some time. I mean, I'd rather use charcoals, but you know. In general. If you're game.

[om_ironman]

Instead of clothing? I do declare.

Pfft, I don't know where you think you're going, I'm getting takeout.

[om_patriot]

You know what I mean, Stark.

And even better. I'd much rather wear sweatpants anyway.