Tony/Carol
Tony finished off his scotch in one quick swallow before letting Carol top him up because it was starting to feel a little bit like he ought to just be keeping up now. Not like a competition, exactly, but something close enough. An unspoken competition, maybe.
"I can't think of a single advantage to having a cape," he said honestly, even if a proper set of drapes did hang dramatic and striking on Thor. Didn't matter, it wasn't for him. And he couldn't see it being for Carol either. "But I'm pretty sure it was the vice versa. Norse legends after him and not the other way around? I don't know. It's a headache to consider."
Tony's eyebrows rose over that though. "He is a big green guy. One who'd sort of gone missing in space for a year or so. Might have been him." Weird to think that Bruce had been one of Tony's better friends before falling off the map so suddenly.