ohnofeelings | You look good enough to eat

The case was over and Tony was feeling back to his usual untouchable self. Sure, having all that attention on him had been a risk, but it worked out in the end. The hot young lawyer fighting for his side of the case had done a good job, and while Tony probably could have swayed the Jury if given a chance, it was risky to do it with that many people so publicly. It was just a good thing everything had ended up working out. Now he was waiting outside the firm where Steve worked. He did need to thank the helpful lawyer after all.

That and he wanted to play. He got bored too easily. Being rich and powerful both were blessings, no disguise necessary, but since he joined the ranks of the undead he was always having to be so much more careful.

It was a drag, really.

"Hey, McDeere. Hold up."

Tony was dressed up in a nice expensive suit and a pair of bright red shades, a grin above his well-trimmed beard as he caught up beside Steve on his way out.

"I need to buy you a drink."

It had been a couple weeks since the case ended. Tony had legal strings to tie up and loose ends to cut off before he had time to go looking for the lawyer, but now that he had tracked him back down he was all charming smiles and deceptively warm voice. He didn't believe in denying himself things he wanted, and Steve had been added to that list. Why shouldn't he have the things he wanted?

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"There's a great bar on Fifth Street, just a few blocks down the road. Happy could drive us over there."

By now, Steve had been introduced to Happy. Tony's driver slash 'body guard' who had been to every single one of the court hearings. Happy was about as useful as a body guard to Tony as a chihuahua was at being a guard dog, but Tony kept him around. Appearances were everything, and Happy was good at things Tony didn't feel like wasting his time with.

Tony usually preferred to drive, too, which made Happy's entire existence mostly for show.

Tony looked up at the black sky, no stars visible in the glare of city light, and then back to Steve with that same confident grin.

"Do you like to walk? I like to walk. I think we could risk it. It's a nice night for a walk."

Most of the day had been spent behind a desk, which meant Steve's legs were stiff and he was in need of some exercise before he settled down for the night. He usually took care of that by getting off the metro a stop before the one near his apartment and taking the stairs instead of the elevator.

He could just as easily switch it up, and this meant he'd have company during. That would be a nice change.

"Let's walk. It'd be a shame to not take advantage of the weather."

Steve didn't wait for Tony to lead the way; he knew the direction they were supposed to be headed in, after all, so he simply started walking.

You look good enough to eat

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