He bites into his lip, indeed noting the lovely flush dusting her cheeks as he forces himself to look away. The most he had hoped for with this mission was not to constantly be at each other's throats or be cripplingly awkward. He certainly wasn't expecting... what's clearly unfolding between them. It's freaky, but definitely not unpleasant. What if he just-- Tony scoots a little closer under the guise of comfort, one leg coming up under his seat so that if the popcorn weren't there their legs would be pressed together. "Okay, this is important plot stuff. Well, sort of. She wants to get with James Bond." Meaning Daniel Craig like many many years before he was ever Bond. Looking pretty suave as a member of the Illuminati, too.