[ The hickey's mostly faded, leaving the slightest little pinkish mark. ] Well, you are a very demanding guy. [ Tony sounds practically out of breath as he smirks lazily and makes the one-liner he can't hold back. He tries to make the very brief "Why did I say that?" wince that crosses his face a second later as unnoticeable as he can. ]

Heh. Okay. Bar trivia. It's a- [ Don't say date, idiot. ] Nice idea. [ He exhales, hating himself. ] Don't know if they do that here, though.