"See? I'm always thinking of your comfort," he said as he still scanned the menu. Damn, so much to choose from. Something not spicy...ah, there. He could eat this. "Tofu is that little chunky white stuff, right? I could eat that, I think." It was probably easier if they'd have just ate cheeseburgers. Tony never knew what to order from places like this. He folded the menu and set it down, then took a sip of the water the waiter already at the table. After a minute, Tony had folded his hands under his chin and propped his head, his eyes just sort of locked on Pepper for the time being. "I haven't really looked at you in a long time. I mean really looked. Not since I got here, I think." Whatever that meant in the mind of Tony Stark.