There wasn't any clear commentary for Tony to follow that line of thought, so Tony just had to ask, "What's happening right now?" and ready himself to sway with another punch because Danny didn't really do those half-cocked. "Are you trying to make yourself less attractive? I hate to break it to you, my sticky pork bun, but-- well, you are a disappointment, you honestly go out of your way and I would really appreciate a challenge one of these days," Tony conceded, shifting in his seat to brace his hand on the back now, the other gripping Danny's solid thigh over his inseam, "but you are a hand-crafted powerhouse with an impeccably balanced core, that kind of luxury is fucking catnip." It came out so readily that Tony suspected Danny knew what he was doing all along and just needed this fluffer break to hit this party with confidence again, so Tony helpfully adjusted his collar for him again, pressing the creases between his fingers this time to lay it invitingly open.