They might get there. Maybe even sooner rather than later, but all Tony really knew once he took a look at the cover of that little notebook was that he was probably going to want a hell of a lot more than two fingers of whiskey.
Steve had better keep that bottle out because every single road lead to drunk and or Bucky Barnes when it came to Steve.
At least he was consistent.
And so was Tony, in some ways because instead of noping out of the situation, he pulled the book closer and opened it up. "As a matter of fact I do." Not as well as Natasha, obviously, and that lead to new questions but Tony wasn't going to ask them yet. "I'm going to go ahead and assume this wasn't yours to begin with."