It sounds like a challenge. Tony enjoys them, he loves to show off, and if Bucky doesn’t think he can deliver, he’s got another thing coming.

Back on his feet, Tony bends to pick up his still warm coffee mug and pauses as he brings it halfway to his lips. Trust is something he has struggled with since Uncle Obi had tried to kill him. Trusting someone you love only lets that person know where you’re most vulnerable at. He trusted his parents and they sent him to boarding school. He trusted his nanny and... well that’s a story for another day. He trusted Obadiah and ended up underground for four months. He trusted Pepper and she stole his heart. He trusted JARVIS, but a body was better than being his friend. He trusted Steve and the man kept the most important thing in his life from him.

This is going to be a hard one, Bucky.

“Can’t commit,” Tony says, though the sweetheart that had come first has stained his lips with a smile. “Hard to trust Brooklyn.” Because that accent. Wow. Tony doesn’t know the last time he unleashed Long Island.

The New York Borough rivalry is strong here.

“What do you think? Can you sneak me in? Don’t suppose you’ve got an in with the King?”