"Tony, please tell me where we are."

"Almost there, no peeking-"

"How can I peek, I'm blindfolded."

"One more step… Okay, take it off."

Pepper pulled at the blindfold, and gasped at what she saw.

They were in central park, and set out in front of them was a picnic for two. There were no fancy lights or tables, just a quilt and basket, and an ice bucket for the champagne.

"Oh, Tony…"

"Come, sit." He smiled, leading her over. "I made sandwiches. Well, I tried to make sandwiches, and they turned out really badly, so I made peanut butter and jelly instead…"

He pulled them out of the basket to show her. They were cut into crustless triangles to look like tea sandwiches.

"I know, it's a bit stupid. Never thought I could mess up a sandwich, but they can be surprisingly difficult-"

"Difficult sandwiches?" Pepper smiled.

"Yes, I'll have you know I redid these particular sandwiches twelve times, searching for perfection-"

"Really. Twelve times?" Pepper asked, not believing him for one minute.

"Twelve. Notice their perfect peanut butter to jelly ratio."

"Artfully done. You truly are a master."

"Then wait until you see the chocolate covered strawberries. Di Vinci himself would be jealous." He said as he poured her champagne.

"They're store bought, aren't they?"

"How dare you. I slaved over those strawberries. Made the chocolate from scratch and everything."

"You remember I'm allergic to strawberries, right?"

"Damn it!"