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“That is not what I meant, Banner, and you know it.” No! His favorite pants! That he has so many of! Tony is completely unpleased that he was outsmarted, and wholly amused that he was outsmarted too. There was no one in this entire world like Bruce Banner, smart enough to not only give Tony a run for his money, but also to happily conceal that he was always the brains of the operation, even when Tony was the only talking him into everything. He kicked his legs, not to be childish, but to test to see if they would work for him.

They did. Thankfully. And he was cautious as he stood up, one hand on the table just in case. At least they seemed all right holding him up. He didn’t go for broke just yet to try and walk. Tony might not care if he blows himself up, but he really doesn’t want to look stupid in front of Bruce.

As Bruce wheeled over and then introduced him that jar that had once infiltrated his body, Tony arches an eyebrow at his friend. “Uh… Hi Kiara… Did you two set a date yet?” Why aren’t they destroying this thing, Banner? Because Tony would like to destroy it, thanks.