Summer tips her head back to look up at Tony upside-down, breathing hard. “Only if at some point I get to be in a Tony and Loki sandwich. Properly.” She looks back at Loki. “That … goes a long way toward contentment, yes.”
Loki smirks at Tony’s expression. “Then are we all made content. I thank you for the prompt introduction. Please, I would not wish to interrupt your pursuits any longer.”
Tony made a flippant gesture. “No one’s being interrupted. …Well, maybe Summer, but whatever.” That last was clearly teasing. “And, you know, you don’t just have to hide out in the guest wing. I mean, you live in the tower, you aren’t condemned to the guest room.”
Summer reaches behind herself to poke Tony in the side. “Hush, you. I just wanted to finish my chapter.” She leans back against him, studying Loki. “I have a thought. Let’s have a movie night. Right now. Let’s curl up on the couch and watch … oh, The Princess Bride. All three of us.”