Some of Tony's best friends must have fit that description by the way his eyebrows shot up over the rim of his glasses and Tony nodded with a pout, accepting this judgement of a certain lifestyle. Okay, Tony had never been the 'fratty' type, but he did know more than his fair share and they all grew up to look a lot like him, if they were lucky. Only they tended to be natural athletes as well, which Tony could understand resenting. Rich assholes, how dare they.
"He's a hard sell," Tony had to observe with a laugh, because Wicked might have married him but she had to be somewhat aware that Pietro came across first and foremost like a Chad. Setting Pietro up was not going to be easy, there was going to be a lot of failures and false starts; they were going to have to be very patient. That, and, "Wait, are you talking about a threesome because, honestly, two gals are way easier. Start small."