"It seems like we were just here," Tony said in fake amazement as Pepper and him pull into Chez Sarie, the new French restaurant in Malibu.
"Hmm...maybe since you opened it yesterday?" Pepper quipped back.
"Huh, I did, didn't I?" He smirked.
Since he opened it, he didn't want to eat there, but he did the next night.
They rolled up to the vallet service, "Hey kid, try not to scratch it." Tony said nonchallantly while tossing the keys towards the awestruck vallet.
"You're..." the vallet muttered.
"Amazing?...Yeah, I know." Tony finished.
"We're sorry..." Pepper said to the vallet. She turned to Tony, "Really? Why would you say that?"
"Oh, you know it's true Pep."
"Hush, let's go in, it's a bit chilly." They walked in, greeted by a rush of warm air and a young waitress.
"Ah, better." Tony sighed.
"Table for two?" The waitress questioned.
"Yes, please." Tony said and followed the waitress, Pepper in tow.
"I believe there are several people here to see you, Mr. Stark." The waitress remarked.
Pepper and Tony gasped, "Oh my, how?" at the sight of seeing the group of people waiting for them.