"You're kidding, right?" Steve said, surveying the layout of small stores critically. "The shopping mall."

"Right you are, Capsicle," Tony said somewhat airily. "Usually I have Pepper do it for me, but seeing as you decided to pay me a visit, I figured I'd make it a, ah, date."

Steve closed his eyes and sighed. How bad could it be..? Well, looking back to prior experiences with Stark, all evidence pointed to pretty bad.

An hour. Just one hour.

He opened his eyes to see his companion already a few yards away. Steve jogged up to him, feeling sorely underdressed next to Tony's expensive suit and sunglasses.

"Aren't shopping malls a little less extravagant than what you're used to, metalhead?"

Tony snorted.

"You think it was for my benefit, Rogers? Hurry up, old man, we're wasting time."

He walked in the glass doors—no, strutted—inside, and was quickly swallowed up inside the small crowd.

When you don't want him around, he's always there. When you actually want him around… who am I kidding, do I ever really want Tony Stark around?

Steve stepped inside, glancing around and realizing that the shop was mostly occupied by teenage girls.

Oh, no. He did not bring me to Claire's.

Steve hadn't bothered to check the name on the storefront, but he had a feeling that his worst suspicions would soon be confirmed. "Stark," Steve groaned, and started to debate whether he should just high-tail it out of that place before things got any uglier.

"Steve! There you are," Tony sang, holding something in his hands. Before Steve could ask, Stark jammed it on his head over his eyes. Steve batted his hands away and yanked the hat up and away from his eyes.

"You certainly look dashing," Tony said wryly, making a few of the girls glance up at Steve and burst into a fit of giggles.

Steve glanced in the mirror and cringed. On his head sat nothing less than a panda bear beanie.

"Okay. We're leaving now," Steve hissed, feeling the heat rise to his face.

"Are you sure you don't want to buy the—" Tony started, but Steve interrupted him with a sharp, "No."