Actually pouting for being denied Nick's handcrafted goods, Tony just took Nick's passionate declaration with raised eyebrows and chin down, even his tiny pebble structure left still. But then the same way that Nick broke, so did Tony, snickering with a wide grin pressed against his knee. Just about talking over Nick, he giggled with a high pitched voice, "Pretty sure, come on-- I know you don't, want to know what my embarrassing fantasy was?" He had to stop because he was still laughing, then hold a hand up to stop Nick from doing something-- either just talking, or hitting him for what he was going to say. "When you would lose your mind at me, years ago, when I would go missing or whatever and show up for meetings with someone else's blood on my shirt, you know, really lose your mind, I guarantee you the next time I was alone in my office I'd be wondering how into spanking me you would be," he said, and had to shoot Billy a look from between his fingers when he covered his face, because the kid couldn't possibly feel so bad about roleplaying with the boyfriend anymore. "Okay, it's over, I get it," he concluded when he managed to contain his hysterics, and cleared his throat and smoothed the front of his shirt to attempt some dignity, "we can move on. Never mind fucking. If you could fight anyone, who would you fight?"