“My mom does,” Summer replied. “Always has. Mineral. That rules out a car. Might be computer parts, or a movie … ” She deliberately avoided what it clearly was, once he’d used the word ‘gaudy’, and pretended to ponder while she ate another bite. “Maybe it’s a Stark tablet with all my favourite books on it?”“Could be a pack of Hot Wheels, you never know,” Tony replied, snickering slightly. He pointed his fork at her. “I’m not tellin’ you. Even if you manage to guess correctly.” Granted, there were a limited number of things it would be, at this point. But that was irrelevant; he just wanted to get on her nerves by now. That was always entertaining.
She riposted immediately, “I could go for Hot Wheels; there’s all that glorious flat space in the workshop to run them on. Or, you know, a really nice RC car.” She grinned. “Of course you’re not going to tell me! And I’m not going to give my real guesses, either.” Deliberately childish, she stuck out her tongue, then put another piece of duck on it. “Tony, this is really good.”