"No."
"But Steve!" Toni whined, childlike. "I let you give him the first name, I get to pick the middle name!" Steve folded his arms across his chest stubbornly.
"Listen, dear, I know you loved him like he was your own father, but we aren't naming our kid James Jarvis Stark." Toni scowled.
"Fine then, what about Edmund? James Edmund Stark." Steve considered this before nodding.
"Okay, okay, but we do need to pick out a girl's name as well, just in case the ultrasounds are all wrong." Toni rolled her eyes.
"Maria Margaret Stark. There all done, I'm gonna go play in my lab." She darted for the door, and Steve sighed. Toni was still Toni, even whilst seven months pregnant.
A loud crash sounded from the lab, and Steve hefted a fire extinguisher on his shoulder.