Was he massaging her feet? Did those pills have something stronger in them than she thought? Pepper wondered if maybe she'd drifted off, and frowned at Tony's lap like she was watching some surreal thing give birth to itself. Dream or not, her lips curled uncertainly, and she shifted to lean back in her chair.
"I've been handling them," she countered, Though of course mostly that meant taking huge losses to do something good. It would be nice if they could find some middle ground.