Tony Stark (
ironbabe) & Steve Rogers (
capsicled) talk strategy in Tony's workshop. And by talk strategy I mean probably make out.
[Tony obviously wasn't expecting visitors today - her usual lounge clothes were in even more disarray than normal, her sweatshirt tied around her waist and her sweatpants and flimsy tank top covered in grease stains. She clearly doesn't mind, however, surrounded by machine parts and half-obscured by the Iron Man suit she's working on. Horribly loud classic rock is blaring over the lab's speakers and is occasionally punctuated by Tony's threats of scrapping Dum-E if he doesn't behave; it'd take a miracle to get her to notice any visitors.]