Tony | Jan :: Everyone loves a good embarrassing story
Jan pushed herself off the wall and sat cross-legged on the bed, resting her chin in her hand as he went on with his story. NOW it was getting juicy! "OMIGOD TONY!" She grabbed his arm, wanting to know every detail. "Was it as glorious as I've always imagined?" In truth, she couldn't really figure why Steve would take his shirt off; if he was going in to save him, wouldn't that slow down the save time? And he was such a modest man, she just couldn't picture him wanting to take it off.
Whatever the reason, she realized she shouldn't question and that Tony had seen such a miraculous sight. And she could also understand why Tony was so embarrassed. She had known about his little crush for awhile now and to be caught by your older self oogling over someone...
"Well...maybe he understands!" She grinned, trying to turn the table. "Maybe he was staring too!" She rubbed his back, giving it a pat. "But you met him? Yay!" She leaned down to see if he would unbury his head in shame. "Focus on the positive, right? Did you guys talk at all?"