Pietro snorted and rolled his eyes, "Well then we'll stay in. You can't say no to Wick. Come on-" Pietro slid out from under Wicked and out of the chair with a nod to Tony, "Help me get some drinks." Pietro could have brought them all in the time it took to ask, and he hoped the lingering look would be enough to convince Tony to join him in the kitchen. "What would you like, Wick?"