"Uh, yeah," Tony had to agree, because marriage meant stability and the only thing stable in Pietro's life was his twin, and that was only because they counteracted the other's psychosis. Besides, who proposed without making sure it was going to be a welcome gesture? Maybe Pietro did know that, he just hadn't let on that he was into it, too. Jesus, this was too much. Tony scrubbed his eye to gain some focus and realized belatedly that Pietro had offered a drink that he was supposed to pick. A martini sounded great then. "Water, just..." he flicked his wrist dismissively, took a deep breath, and finally smiled.