"When you care to try," she repeats, setting her cup down carefully and ripping a piece off of her croissant. "So I should feel flattered?" There's a whole lot of confidence here, which is hardly surprising. Some things never change, in any universe, and Tony Stark will always be Tony Stark.

A waiter swings by, asking Tony if he'd like to order and very quickly rattling off two breakfast specials. Natasha doesn't say a word, just waits to see how much time Tony plans on spending here. Actual food time, just coffee time, or not even that much.