Anthony Edward Stark

“I do. Any maybe she needs some action sometimes too. Did you ever think of that? No. Because you’re selfish as hell.” Tony is of course kidding. If anyone is selfish here, it’s him.

And no one would correct him on that.

He hasn’t noticed any exchanging of glances at all. He had no idea that they’ve been recognized and if they had, well all it would mean is he would scarf down his burger, leave a huge tip, and escape. Bruce doesn’t need the recognition and Tony is too jaded to really notice it one way or another.

He does, at least, take a bite of his burger. “And she likes you,” he says, when his mouth is mostly empty. “Maybe she’d find it thrilling.”