"It's not going to be much of one if you don't relax," was his answer to that question. He wasn't exactly sure it was what he'd term a date, but he was taking her out as a friend who he did find fairly attractive...maybe it was one after all. "Doctor is terribly formal. You can call me Stephen," he said, waving his hand in the air. "Do you think his daughter was serious? Maybe Stark put her up to it. The future isn't set in stone, Pepper. You have to learn this. We're probably changing our fates as we speak."
They crossed the street and were with lines of shops, most of them still open, with a few restaurants and a bistro buzzing with life from a distance. "Then come back to New York. Or if you get lonely, I could move between the places, visit you often..."