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Stark Tower, But Make It Smaller [Monday night]

Steve had given up trying not to taste apple pie and so he was just having other things that went with apple pie!

Or at least that was the excuse he was giving himself for why he was in the kitchen devouring a half-gallon of ice cream.

[OOC: for the husband!]

Muunilinst- Friday

( Earlier this week they'd gotten the call from Tahiri that they'd found the people responsible. Jaina had left right away to deal with it, and then Jag had left the boys with Anakin to go home for the first time in months. )

[Ever been halfway to asleep and realize you never hit post and then have to get up to do it? Me either. NFB, NFI.]

Paris, France - Wednesday Evening

They'd spent time in Dublin and it'd been great, but Tony had an idea and that idea involved a bakery that they clearly needed to own in Paris. Which made sense only to him. But, unfortunately for everyone else, Steve was indulging him on this whim.

Which mostly ended up meaning visiting a baker's dozen (ha) of them to try out the wares. Well, Steve was trying out the wares because Tony was but a mortal man. Who had a cup of coffee at each place and whichever treat that Steve deemed the best of the bunch.

"Okay, next up..." Tony muttered, looking at the street signs to get his bearings again as they exited the last stop.

[for the husband!]

Dublin, Ireland, Sunday Evening

Well, the homes in Austria and Greece were both still under construction with a more defensive mindset after AIM attacked one of them. And Tony had (needlessly) promised Steve a vacation for the little break between classes.

Which was why he'd surprised him with a trip to Dublin!

Look, Tony had this need to be Tony sometimes and it was best to just let him get it all out there. Otherwise you ended up with giant teddy bears and rooms filled with roses. Sorry not sorry, Steve.

"How do you like the room?" Tony asked, setting his bag down.

[for the guy on SP]