Initiate replay of Tony's 40th birthday party: go. His face is warm and pink from drinking as he approaches unreservedly, planting a wet kiss on her cheek as he wraps his arm around her shoulder, his hand still clutching his paper cup. Also on his hand, his ring glows before going dim again in its own unique greeting.
"Pepper. You're here." He didn't think she was coming so he really is happy to see her and he hangs on her accordingly as though they hadn't eaten lunch together earlier the same day. Most couples need space, but for him literally no amount could ever be too much Pepper Potts. "Come look at the stars with us. I think I have most of them classified by lightyears and life-cycle." He obviously means THEY MAKE A PRETTY PICTURE. Or something.