Ned and Tony
Tony's brain was capable of parsing nine things on-screen at the same time while doing pull-ups and remote controlling a suit of armor. In other words, it was like trying to herd a hundred kittens into one designated location. Sometimes this resulted in the sudden realization that certain foods sounded suddenly yummy, like randomly asking for tuna sandwiches or some shrimp. Which this clearly wasn't the venue for, so Tony was pursing his lips a little and blinking a whole lot.
Like he was locking on target, he honed in on Ned rather than making a reservation at Balthazar for a Le Grand seafood tower.
"What do you want to do?" was his reply. "There's September Foundation scholarships if you don't want the internship to pad your resume. We've got a top-tier I.T. department, and it won't start off too hard. You could help remotely coordinate larger Avengers stuff on the fly. Maybe intern at SHIELD with zero level clearance, if you really want to go that route. Fair warning? Fury is scary in any universe."
He visibly shuddered from a sudden case of heebie-jeebies before getting back on track again.
"No pressure. You've got time to think it over. And if you want to stay in the Tower and just go to college, that's ok too. You've stuck by Peter, been a good buddy. So the internship is open-ended, and I can write you a recommendation for wherever you want to apply to. That sound ok?"