"I hear it's good to agree sometimes," Tony said with a sideways smile, setting the bag and two coffees down on the table once the bird was gone. "Apparently it keeps couples together." Well, no he hadn't really heard that anywhere, but it stood to reason.
He was a little surprised over Steve pulling out his chair for him, but not in a way where he felt offended or anything like that just -- surprised. Although he didn't really know why, considering the era Steve was originally from. Chivalry wasn't dead, it'd just been frozen in the ocean for seventy years.
"Coffee," he said, scooting his chair in just a little more before he started digging through the bag -- laying out a napkin and then the odds and ends of pastries he'd gotten. "Croissants. Danishes, Some kind of mystery muffin, I didn't ask..." And a few other things. It was pretty clear it was mostly all for Steve anyway.