Tony/Carol
Carol probably should have warned him that she was a quick drinker and that it took her more to feel anything from the alcohol due to her powers and Kree blood. But where was the fun in that? Especially seeing Tony Stark think he stood a chance. So, she let him and kept mum for now. She'd make sure she stopped pouring before she had to carry him home (hopefully).
"Yeah, neither could I. Kept thinking about how I could get caught in a jet engine or something, and that wouldn't be any good." Mostly for the get. She was pretty sure she'd just blow through it and be fine, but it wasn't worth the risk.
"Huh." She was letting it settle that Tony's Thor could be the same as the mythological Norse god, Thor. Another drink and she shook her head. "How old is he?"
Tony's description sounded dead on, and Carol tilted her head to one side. "Your Hulk didn't wear purple pants, did he?" She was starting to think they were one int he same. "I almost took him on for the hell of it, but didn't have the time. Now I kinda wish I had."