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She's been nervous, distracted. She knows Pepper's sick of being ignored and she can't exactly blame him. But it's Christmas, there's all this cheesy love stuff in the air. She's seen like 50 engagement ring commercials in the last hour. She's panicking, but it's not even like that. It was scary, after New York. The nuke. And now the Mandarin... She just needs to work. As much as she'd like a distraction -- she can't afford it.
Toni freezes up when Pepper asks what model of the suit this is. She can't be honest with him and that's when she realizes she's well and truly fucked. Sure enough, Pepper's coming down to the lab and here she is like a dumbass trying not to look so wild-eyed even though she's been down here for the better part of three days straight.
"Dinner... right. I could eat again?" That's a solution, right? How is she supposed to keep any of this stuff straight. She's pretty sure by the look on his face that she's completely missed the point yet again.
Toni freezes up when Pepper asks what model of the suit this is. She can't be honest with him and that's when she realizes she's well and truly fucked. Sure enough, Pepper's coming down to the lab and here she is like a dumbass trying not to look so wild-eyed even though she's been down here for the better part of three days straight.
"Dinner... right. I could eat again?" That's a solution, right? How is she supposed to keep any of this stuff straight. She's pretty sure by the look on his face that she's completely missed the point yet again.