Enigma, having finished her sexual rumba with Damon, slid into Bruce's lap, smirking as she sucked clean a finger. Judging by the smear of green and white on her fingers, she had been over at the cake and already dipped in before the official cutting.
She had wondered if Bruce had seen it yet, considering when they ordered the came it had a normal, golden question mark topper, but some how that had gotten lost and there was now a redheaded bride...and a hulk action figure that someone had obviously made.
Enigma suspected Jonathan had something to do with it, but wouldn't put it past Tony.
She leaned into Bruce, smearing some of the frosting over his lips before kissing him, licking the sugared cream from his skin. "Enjoying yourself, lover?"