InsaneJournal

Private Messages
[to Pepper]

No pressure but there's like 8,011 things I need to talk to you about.

Want to do that over a late romantic dinner, after the kiddo goes to bed? I can order something and I'll make sure Morgan's fed too.

FYI, so you know, I dropped by that taco truck over on King and Hudson on the way home. Don't worry. Kept it light. Stopped at one taco soaked in hot sauce.

Are we out of Tums?

[to Rhodey]

So yeah, I told her. That night, like you told me to. I think I did ok.

She didn't cringe or scream that I was a massive dick or anything. That's generally a good sign. Right?

[to Bruce]

I did the thing. She knows. Thanks for talking to me too. I got Rhodey and Sam on the training stuff. Nat's going to give people covert ops pointers and doing more liaison things between here and SHIELD. Little Peter and Nat are going to help work on finding the eScape hacker.

Not sure what Big Peter's doing. I need to go poke that guy with a stick and make sure he didn't die of space herpes.