Tony's grin didn't falter as the watch switched on, and he turned the knob, moving to the texting portion. "This is fantastic piece of work," he said. He felt the giddiness just turning this on that he usually go from the first time he turned on one of his own major projects. Very few other people had ever given him that feeling.
"Well, let's see what the ol' suit-" he paused as he read the first few lines of text, then gave Annie a sideways look. "Does it call me that name a lot?"
Then he shook his head. "No, you know, never mind. I'll find out. Well. This... this is still fantastic, but let's let tonight be two, eh? Well, two and Jarvis, but he doesn't really count."
"Thank you, sir," Jarvis said dryly. Tony just smirked and switched off the watch, though he left it on. Then he remembered his own gift, which now seemed simple and a bit ridiculous by comparison, but he'd do better next time. He poured her wine and refilled his own glass, putting hers in easy reach before he pulled the box out from under the couch.
Putting it in her lap he moved back, re-looping his arm around her waist. It was a new year, a new slate. And Tony would be damned if he was going to face Bruce and Enigma with nobody in his corner as well. Or at least, not with an empty reservation slot where somebody could be. The City didn't love beautiful, spectacular, ordinary people like Pepper, so Tony let go. It was all he could do. And it wasn't like he hadn't noticed Annie's looks. Hell, the look on her face when he'd helped clean her up in the limo had spelled it all out for him, and she wasn't bad herself. She didn't seem too repulsed by his usual behavior, too, which was more than a few points on top of the obvious intelligence and abilities, and the looks that had bought her passage into his car the first day they met.
"This isn't a decoding-you-greatest-invention-for-you gift but, I'll make that up to you," he said. He actually had given a bit of thought and worked with Jarvis to pick the dress and earrings the box contained. He did know what looked good, after all. At least, in his own estimation.