Tony | Superman
Tony's eyes went with when somehow Old Fashioned had come to the conclusion that he was in love with Steve too-sarcastic-for-his-own-good Rogers. "In love with him? No - no, no, no, No way. He's just - you know... my friend." Yeah that was a totally smooth and great denial of that and not at all more awkward than anything else he might have said to that. But Old Fashioned seemed to feel pretty certain about it, enough to commiserate a little about it, like he had experience with such things. "I mean he's Steve - he wouldn't -" It didn't matter did it? Steve wasn't going to say yes or no because Tony wouldn't ever actually be able to get his foot out of his own mouth long enough to ask, and if he did well, why would Steve ever say yes to him?
This was not how he pictured tonight going, he kind of wished that Old Fashioned would offer to show him his thick skin then, at least he could pretend for a few minutes that he wasn't the most awkward human alive.
"Side-kick?" Now that was unexpected, "No, no Iron Man is no side-kick, I don't have a side-kick and I'm not anyone elses' side-kick." Because he wasn't because he was a hero too, maybe he was more awkward and a little more spastic than the kind of thing that Steve had, but you know he was.... he was his own person and that didn't mean he had to be attached to anyone to do that. "Sometimes Steve and I have worked together, but we're partners when we do, not ... you know."