Wow, no need to sound so formal, Cap. [ Her voice isn't dry — it's coy, and it's all put-upon, the kind of stance she takes when she's two seconds away from slamming the heel of her stiletto into someone's eye. (Weapons manufacturing is a cutthroat world, and some people don't let you forget it, and Tony swore the moment she came back from Afghanistan that she was done with that.)

She's short without her heels on, and her toes press into the carpet when she stands on her tiptoes to hook a finger into the collar of his shirt. It's definitely designed to make him uncomfortable (maybe Captain America isn't a prude but Steve Rogers is definitely a tradionalist, with romance and roses and who gives a fuck, really) and it's a crass kind of flirtation, but Tony does like it when he stuters. (It feels like she's won another round.)

She grins, looking up at him through her lashes. ]

Maybe you'd let loose a little if you actually fucked around, ever think of that?