Tony's fingers were just about to make contact when in came the hammer and Thor popping up, and Tony jerked like a startled rabbit. He was sure he made a little sound to accompany it, which he masked with a professional-sounding cough to clear his throat and let his hand drop.

This wouldn't be forgotten.

"We've got stuff here. We can order in." He paused, imagining what a day out could entail with the man in tow. "Actually, you're right, let's go. My treat."