By the time Tony Stark's rear end hit the familiar cushioning of the limo, he didn't even feel it. He was floating on air.
A hearty round of drinking at the pub, followed by a road trip to the next state over, followed by more drinking courtesy of the Bountiful Bentley Bar accompanied by a rock marathon, and they were in the exact right frame of mind to kick off the bet.
Laughter was had. Tears were shed. Crowds cheered. Truly, not since New York had humanity witnessed such a feat of will and battling spirit.
The Burger--and Tony--had come out the other side victorious.
And while Tony was certain there was no greater victor than the diner itself (who now bore a polaroid of Thor on its wall and all the publicity that would surely come with it), he was riding that high all the way to the spiritual bank.
"Mmmmm...come on." He purred, staring down the Asgardian sitting across from him. "Let's hear it."
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By the time Tony Stark's rear end hit the familiar cushioning of the limo, he didn't even feel it. He was floating on air.
A hearty round of drinking at the pub, followed by a road trip to the next state over, followed by more drinking courtesy of the Bountiful Bentley Bar accompanied by a rock marathon, and they were in the exact right frame of mind to kick off the bet.
Laughter was had. Tears were shed. Crowds cheered. Truly, not since New York had humanity witnessed such a feat of will and battling spirit.
The Burger--and Tony--had come out the other side victorious.
And while Tony was certain there was no greater victor than the diner itself (who now bore a polaroid of Thor on its wall and all the publicity that would surely come with it), he was riding that high all the way to the spiritual bank.
"Mmmmm...come on." He purred, staring down the Asgardian sitting across from him. "Let's hear it."