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Bruce won't even ask about pants from Tony. They both know how poorly that worked and how grateful Bruce was to get out of them.

"Just hand it over."

He takes the coffee and takes a sip like he's finally been granted a cup of ambrosia. Yes, decaf is a thing, but it's a lying, cruel thing that can't bring the kind of bliss to Bruce's face that comes with that first taste.

"We're out of food and you're in suit repair mode. Do you have anything left on that credit stick?" As much as he doesn't really want to venture out into the city again, life goes on, and Bruce is feeling the metabolic after effects of forcing his body into two changes in the past day. He needs fuel.