To poor Happy, Tony only arched an eyebrow, wondering at this kind of relationship with a simple dog for about 0.6 seconds. Then he was smiling at Pepper again, correcting, "It's perfect," though he continued to dismiss it, adding, "You're perfect." Though his hand was back in the stocking rummaging for another candy, his attention was on another kiss to Pepper's cheek, and shaking something out of his sleeve behind her.
He hovered, too close, grinning wickedly with his arm bent and wrist dangling loose over Pepper's head, flashing Happy just a sidelong look before announcing quite seriously, "Mistletoe." His hand bounced pointedly, making the sprig in his fingers flutter.