That whistle, while impressive, should not have come out of a girl that upside-down or under regular circumstances in which Tony didn't want to draw her boyfriend's attention. The ride over wasn't exactly conductive to exploring their 'crush' problem. Tony cringed, one hand over his ear as that noise echoed in the empty hall and hadn't even recovered when Pietro pulled his regular magic trick. He barely caught up in time to return that look from Pietro, eyebrow arched, unwilling to feel guilty for any of his involvement in this relationship as long as he had a partner in sin, though he couldn't exactly pinpoint what exactly he was supposed to be guilty for right then. There were a few options.
As enjoyable as she was when she wasn't whistling, Wicked's weight off of Tony's shoulder was a relief that he embraced with a deep breath and carefully straightened jacket, ignoring the adulterous couple's happy reunion and peering behind them instead. "Where's the crew?" he had to interrupt. As long as he wasn't going to get some one-on-one time with Wicked, he could also accept Janet and Wanda in her place.