Tony | Jan :: Drrrruunks
No, he didn't really know her, not the way that she seemed to know him -- even if that information was based off of a much, much younger version of himself. He was at a disadvantage, but only in small ways. Not really ones that mattered. Tony was happy to learn about her, after all.
And so far, it had been good. She was clearly a good friend, especially to him.
"Sometimes," he agreed. But distractions didn't last forever, no matter how much Tony tried for them. He chewed his lip thoughtfully for a moment before lifting his next shot and knocking it back. "Natasha's from my future. Or, well, a probably now defunct version of my future. I have a kid." Oh look, time for a second shot.