Tony could have almost reveled in the attention of three (two and a half?) good looking women if Pepper didn't go and ruin the illusion with the eye roll. She wasn't going to be allowed to bring down the mood so easily, though, as much as Tony regretted having to pull himself away from Wanda. Without so much as an acknowledgment of the offer, he stepped into Pepper's personal space to throw an arm around her, take up her hand and sweep her around the balcony, picking up the song where they had left it with enthusiastic enough projection to earn a few curious onlookers from inside the ballroom.
As easily as he had started, his voice dropped from a forte lilt to a casually mumbled, "Yeah, what's up? What do you need?" when he dipped Pepper back and maybe a little too shamelessly admired what that dress did for her chest. It was hard to ignore, though.