It all made Tony laugh. "Only you would equate a blanket with a woman," he said, all too fondly. How easy it was for him to slip back into that sort of comfort zone, though he didn't have the last few weeks of togetherness to back it up. Bruce was still Bruce and Tony was still so very pleased to be around him. It was a spark. They had it together in a way that Tony had never sparked with anyone else before in his life. Not even Maya, who was pretty brilliant herself.

He could feel his mouth starting to water, something that even fresh ground and brewed coffee couldn't quite put the kibosh on. Tony tried to behave, but he found himself abandoning said coffee before too long to join Bruce and Alessa at the counter.

He was more interested in stealing ingredients than helping, however.