He avoided his gaze a moment, composing himself, laughing and swatting Tony's shoulder. To Steve, this meant far more than a Bugatti or a baseball team, or his very own tailored Iron Man. This was something Steve hadn't had for a very long time.
The song earned an other laugh, and Steve patted the wall fondly. "Thank you J.A.R.V.I.S.," he said, looking Tony over and arching an eyebrow. "You can dance?"