Despite the request, Tony only sat back on his haunches, deflated and twisting around to throw Pepper a pitiful look. "What is this violence on Christmas?" he asked, righteously disappointed in the pair off them until he had climbed out of Happy's chair, leaving him with a playful backhand to his chest, standing between them with a hand on his hip and twirling the sprig of mistletoe idly.
"So, is this what you got me up for? A traditional round of rejection?" he asked. "If I'm not allowed to go to work and neither of you two are putting out, you better invite your mom out, Hap. I've gotta do something with my time."