Owen rolled his eyes and helped himself to a beer. He didn’t need Lyssa reminding him where it was, but he didn’t bother to correct her either. Meanwhile, in his head he was running down potential scenarios.
Offering to be nice, he poured a glass of scotch for Tony. He didn't want to admit it, but yes, he did read a comic or two. And he knew the kind of drink Tony liked. Moving over to Tony, he offered it to him. "Seems like you could use one too."
Owen shook his head. Reluctantly, he sipped his beer. He wasn’t sure what he thought of Tony yet, but at least he could be nice. He knew that if the two of them started getting into their technobabble, he was lost.
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Date: 2012-05-14 04:49 am (UTC)Offering to be nice, he poured a glass of scotch for Tony. He didn't want to admit it, but yes, he did read a comic or two. And he knew the kind of drink Tony liked. Moving over to Tony, he offered it to him. "Seems like you could use one too."
Owen shook his head. Reluctantly, he sipped his beer. He wasn’t sure what he thought of Tony yet, but at least he could be nice. He knew that if the two of them started getting into their technobabble, he was lost.