That was a breakthrough. That was the biggest scientific accomplishment of this whole conference. Bruce was flirting, he could be taught, this could change mankind's understanding of the weekend as they knew it.
And there was Jess. Tony had hardly caught up with that sensory overload before she was pointing and throwing him into the defensive. He touched his hands to his chest, shocked and apalled that she would think so poorly of him when clearly Bruce was the bad influence here. Oh right, she was disrupting that discovery. "Sweetheart, darling, it's not what it looks like. Bruce was just asking these lovely young ladies if you would enjoy the pool," Tony helpfully intervened. "He was going to ask them to model a few swimsuits, too, but I told him that probably wasn't appropriate, with the wedding so soon."