Tony laughed, though he could be certain she almost believed it possible. Some people built a suit of armor, some people belittled reporters. Lucky for her, Tony listed 'belittling reporters' as one of his turn-ons, but then, he might also say 'not belittling reporters', 'being a reporter' and 'being capable of tolerating him for at least fifteen minutes'. He wasn't all that picky. Sometimes the universe paid him a kindness and offered a few minutes with someone like Moira instead of that twenty-something he spotted over her shoulder who thought chewing on her hair was alluring, but he was depressingly sure he wouldn't know what he was missing without her.
"I would be more than happy to reintroduce you to the concept if you'll let me, but I must say, if you're not having fun in your lab we might have to start there," he offered, and spun her so she could mull that over caged with her back pressed to his chest and a hand on her hip.