There it was again, that shock. Steve probably had no idea what gay chicken was but Tony was sorely tempted to start playing. "Oh yeah? Better than going solo?" How many euphemisms could Tony get to before he outright laughed and ruined it? "What part do you like best, Cap? Being in control or having something warm to push back on when you take the curves?"

And of course, that was when the same older woman decided it was time for their order. Tony ordered them a couple beers, mozz sticks and two baskets of wings to start. He figured that the finger licking might add to the game.