Tony's lips quirked into a smile as she got him a mug out, and he moved closer to grab the coffee pot. It had been far too long since he'd seen her. And whil he wouldn't ever show it, he'd missed her. Even if she never got his jokes.
"Sleeping's over-rated." He quipped, as he poured the coffee, leaving it black. "Besides, I was working." He leaned against the counter across from her, sipping at the hot caffiene that he so needed right then. "So, what was it like, spilling all of your secrets to the world?"
[OOC: Sorry it took so long. I kept meaning to come back to it, and then got distracted again]