[There's a matter of pride that she keeps, just as well hidden, over that very fact. That she knows Tony like no one else does. And while she's never bragged about it, never even mentioned it, she knows. She steeps in it, relax in it, his presence. His self. She loves it. Aggravating as he can sometimes be, null and void.

His eyebrow gets a return quirk with ginger ferocity.]

Ruler's width apart, Mr Stark. [She said as she moved in. In enough that no matter how he tried, he might just never get a finger wedged between their torsos.]

We're both .. responsible adults. We should be able to dance without it leading to .. unruly behaviour.