iamthefirechild said:
“Sometimes I think Jarvis likes me better than you,” she teased. She offered a hand. “Jarvis, dearest brilliant AI, you appreciate my computer jokes, don’t you?”
Tony took her hand, and pulled her down to join him on the floor. “Jarvis doesn’t play favorites. Except with me.” Jarvis, wisely, didn’t say anything to either of them.
“Hi there.” Summer ended half-sprawled on Tony, and cuddled up close. “What are we doing down here?”