Sex was absolutely the answer to every problem! Or maybe the start. Or both.

Turning from the window when he realized that Bucky was not going to attack him, Tony smirked and plopped down at the table. He put his feet up on it, toes up, heels down. His table, his dirt. They were done eating anyway.

"You need...a purpose. Fine. Probably a parent. There's a TV and the internet at your disposal. That's how people parent these days. We've got to reinsert you into this world. I don't have the time and energy to return you to the deep freeze."