Caroline grins a little too slyly at the pouting. "Well... mostly the donuts."
That's it. There's a limit to how much bad Tony Stark dancing she can watch without laughing, and she just hit it. She makes a show of looking him over, a very theatric pan down to his feet and back up. "Shouldn't you save your uh, moves here for the party tomorrow?" The party she's pretty sure he doesn't actually want. Oops.
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Date: 2014-07-21 05:11 am (UTC)That's it. There's a limit to how much bad Tony Stark dancing she can watch without laughing, and she just hit it. She makes a show of looking him over, a very theatric pan down to his feet and back up. "Shouldn't you save your uh, moves here for the party tomorrow?" The party she's pretty sure he doesn't actually want. Oops.