"You're blushing," Jessica pointed out with a slow grin. She couldn't resist, especially not after that gushing speech. But whatever the true reason for it, she went with, "See, Tony? You are clearly loved," and then pointedly remarked, "you can stop pouting now." They were both so dramatic. A match made in heaven, really. Lifting her glass, she declared, "Cheers," before taking a sip. Jessica then tried their stew surprise, clearing her throat after she could finally choke it down. It tasted like something she could make, easy.
"Where are we sleeping?" The question was mostly directed at Tony; they already knew where Bruce thought they were going to sleep, but by the sounds of it, Sal might've been out there, prepping them for that reality.