Tony came down from the rooftop with a heavy aching head, and with clothes that were slightly wet from the drizzle.

His plan was so far flawless: All he needs is Thor to search several realms, and probably a few places here on Earth as well, and the tab he gave him would give the god his brother's exact location. This was all thanks to Jarvis, since he was able to save the patterns of Loki's energy signals.

Speaking of Jarvis, was he still asleep?

Tony was thankful that he chose a room closest to the rooftop, since he didn't have to walk that far. But he chose this room mainly because he was always used to having rooms in high elevations.

He slowly unlocked the door and noisily came in. He threw the keys on the table, and removed Jarvis' dad vest from his body since it was soaking wet.

"Honey I'm home!" he called out.

He looked around the room, nodding at how neat the papers and blueprints were set on the table, and how all his tools were arranged in –

Wait. This place was in disorder when he left.

"Jarvis, you awake? I'm hungry let's go grab a donut or something."

Tony went towards the room, and saw that the blankets and the pillows on the bed were neatly arranged. The billionaire turned towards the bathroom and listened for shower noises, but he didn't hear a thing.

"J, you here?" He opened the closet, and sure enough, a couple of new clothes were missing, and his towel was damp.

"Shit, where the fuck did he go?"

The former man reached for the phone in his pocket, but realized that he left it in the pocket of his other pants. He grabbed the pants and fished out his phone. Sure enough, there were about 12 missed calls from Jarvis.

"Oh no."

Jarvis knows that his master spends almost all of his time in his lab, or his workshop working on modifications on his suits or making entirely new ones. However, with this situation going on, it is highly unlikely that he is located there.

The public places he goes most frequently, however, are bars, and a different variety of strip clubs. He usually dresses up trying to hide his identity, and once he gets into one of the private VIP rooms, he reveals himself as the rich billionaire genius, and of course, does his usual thing.

The AI was standing in front of the entrance of a very popular strip club, one which Tony frequently goes to. He was just standing there like an idiot, trying to come up with some other way to find his master. He was currently wearing a dark red long sleeved polo shirt that was inserted neatly into his pants. The sleeves were folded towards his elbows. He had his new black shoes on, and he was still wearing his dorky glasses.

Jarvis, being an advanced form of artificial intelligence, could actually just trace his phone or think of some intricate scheme, but he really wanted to try and see why Master Stark tends to enjoy going to places like these. Of course, he knows the logical explanation, but he still wanted to view it from a human perspective.

The man entered the building, went down a few steps in the dark, then entered the room.

He quickly adjusted his eyes to the dim lights, and tried to analyze the scene before him.

Mellow music was playing slowly. There were a lot of men, of course, all drinking and seated comfortably watching the women do all the work on stage. Two busty ladies, a blonde and a brunette, danced around a single pole. Some women were assigned to do lap dances on the male customers.

The man marveled at how large the place was. Most men seemed to be rich, judging by the way they behaved and the way they dressed. Also, a lot of them were old men. However, there were some average joes hanging out and having a good time cheering at the pole dancers.

Jarvis wondered why he found looking at the barely clothes weirdly uncomfortable, and he tried his best not to linger too much on one of the dancer's wiggling boobs.

A short yet built guy approached him, thinking he was another rich business man they can exploit. The man has never seen Jarvis before, so it was really a good idea to pamper him here and make him another one of their regular customers.

"Liking what you see, sir?" asked the man. He had a slight Hispanic accent.

"Umm… I'm not going to be taking long here. I'm just looking for a certain woman - "

The short guy nodded cheerfully. "Of course, of course! Describe."

Jarvis was in luck. He loved how this man was very accommodating.

"She's about this tall", Jarvis positioned his hand to describe Tony's height, "has dark brown hair and brown eyes - "

He was about to say more about Tony when he was interrupted by the accommodating guy. "You've said enough sir, I think we've got your girl. Would you prefer to meet her in the VIP room?"

So, Tony really was in this place. The AI congratulated himself for successfully locating the billionaire. "It would be more efficient to meet her here, I believe."

"No, sir I insist! The VIP room has better atmosphere."

Jarvis was now genuinely confused. Why would he need better atmosphere? The Earth obviously has only one atmosphere and most of it was found outside the building, and up in the mountains.

"I believe you mean to say that your VIP rooms have better atmospheric conditions, not a better atmosphere. Earth has the best one yet, if we exclude Asgard."

The man just nodded, obviously wondering what the fuck this dude just said. He was starting to sense that this man was incredibly gullible, and he can easily be manipulated to spending all his cash. "Just wait inside the room and I will get you your girl."

Jarvis politely followed, oblivious to what the man was actually doing. He was actively trying to avoid looking at the women, since he found out that it induced some hormonal effects on him. The man led him to a room, which was a bit far from the stage.

He opened the door to reveal a very nice looking area , which consist of a very sophisticated looking sofa, an antique looking table and chairs, plus dim lights which made it look peaceful. There was a pole near the center of the room.

"Just wait here sir, I'll bring your girl to you."

The AI nodded, and sat down on the sofa. He studied its texture and smiled at its softness. Never has he experienced these kinds of new senses, so every new sensory input was definitely overwhelming for him. Sure, he missed being omnipotent, but being able to experience the world from the point of view of a fragile human being was something quite enjoyable.

He put his hand on the table and felt how smooth it was, when he suddenly realized something.

VIP rooms were what Mr. Stark always used when he goes to strip clubs. This was where a lot of girls do their show for him, and occasionally, Mr. Stark does his own shows as well.

It dawned on him that he was in the same room that women do private shows for rich men.

Oh no.

OH NO.

"Oh dear", Jarvis was starting to sweat, which was another human aspect that he wasn't quite used to yet. He wasn't ready for this. He was a human for probably a little over 24 hours, and what he was about to experience was something his artificial brain was not ready for.

He got up, hurriedly approached the door in an attempt to get away.

But the door opened all of a sudden, revealing the short man and two, very beautiful women with brown hair and brown eyes.

"I brought you your girls, mi amigo."

"Umm, well, about that - "

"Please treat them as you please."

The women entered and the man shut the door, leaving the AI speechless. He stared at the 2 women, and saw how they looked hungrily at him. Both of them were Latinas, and Jarvis was starting to grasp the concept of human beauty.

"Uhh…", he stuttered, while nervously scratching the back of his neck. "I am not really into this yet… I definitely have no experience with … err, interactions between us human beings… Especially in this level."

One of the women, the one with amazing short brown curls and large loop earrings walked closer Jarvis, and gently grabbed his collar using both hands. She started to unbutton his polo, but stopped at the fourth one. The man's face went red as a tomato when he noted how close her lips were.

"Then let us teach you, señor."

"Have you seen a guy about yea high, and looks like the most British man to ever British?"

The hotel bellhop did not take his eyes of this beautiful woman, but despite his distraction, he managed to register what Tony just asked.

"Uhh yes ma'am. I think he went out of the hotel in a hurry…"

"Which way did he go afterwards?"

"No idea ma'am."

Tony sighed and left to exit the building. He hurriedly went past the guard, and looked into the busy streets. The city lights were as bright as ever, and Tony was in the mood to go drinking… He'll probably do so after he finds Jarvis.

"If I were an artificial intelligence that was miraculously transformed where would I go?"

He eyed the buildings around and searched for a possible place that Jarvis would enjoy.

Why did he leave the room in the first place anyway?

Tony didn't want to trace Jarvis phone at first since he trusts himself that he could easily find the guy, but now that he had absolutely no idea of his whereabouts, it seemed like the only logical option.

"Gotta go all the way up there again I guess."

The AI was having a very hard time trying to keep a straight face. The two women were sexily dancing in front of him, and the woman with long, straight hair suddenly sat on his lap.

Jarvis flinched.

"Before we go all out, may I know how much you are willing to pay?" The woman was a bit worried, since Jarvis hasn't handed them any cash yet. However, they were clearly enjoying themselves because it was not every day that they get to dance for a man this hot.

Jarvis was still doing his best trying to keep the straightest face, and ran through his memory to recall how much Tony spends every time he comes to this place, and he considered how much money he brought with him.

Luckily, he brought the exact amount.

"$1000."

The eyes of both women widened, and the long-haired brunette, who was known as Ruby, removed his glasses and made out with him in an instant.

Usually, nothing can effectively surprise Jarvis… But that was only when he was still a mere program. Now that he's human, several things kept happening all at once, and most of them would genuinely startle the man. An example of this was his meeting with Agent Romanov back in the store where he bought pads for his creator.

Another example was the sudden kiss from this woman. He marveled at how soft they were, and tried hard to register the taste of her mouth. They obviously didn't taste like shawarma or ice cream, the only two ingestible items that Jarvis has tried so far. He didn't attempt to kiss back, since he was still shocked about this situation. She was caressing his hair with slight force as they kissed; something the AI found relaxing yet fierce.

Ruby finally bit his lip and let go of him. Jarvis thought it was painful, but somehow pleasurable.

He looked very flustered and tried to get his breathing back to the normal rate. The woman was also trying to catch her breath.

The other woman, who was called Reyna, just laughed out loud while dancing around the pole. "So I take it you were telling the truth about not being familiar with being this intimate to women?" Her Hispanic accent sounded new to Jarvis. It was different to hear various human voices with actual ears, and not tiny microphones.

"This is my first time, ma'am."

Both women were astonished at how polite the guy was. Ruby stood up to dance on the pole, and Reyna proceeded unto the AI's lap.

"Tell us a little bit about yourself, señor."

Jarvis was feeling strange things happening to his reproductive part. Was he actually enjoying this?

"There... There's not much to say about me ", he stated, when in fact there was a ton of things that he could actually tell about himself. He was still trying to catch his breath, but he found it difficult because of the way Reyna was dancing on him.

"Tell us about your work... Or family", remarked Ruby. She was genuinely intrigued by the man.

He decided to try to bend the truth a little. The AI tried to ignore how beautifully shaped Reyna's gluteus maximus was.

"I work for Tony Stark. I am assuming you are familiar with the man?"

Ruby's eyes widened. "The billionaire?"

"Yes. I serve as his personal assistant, more so currently since Ms. Potts was promoted to CEO of Stark Industries."

"Wow, you must be incredibly rich, then." Reyna smiled. They just hit another gold mine.

Jarvis shook his head. "I do not quite grasp the value of money yet, but I consider myself to be rich in much different aspects." By different aspects, he meant that he was rich with knowledge since and superhuman capabilities of thinking because, of course, he was an intelligence. The small talk he was having between the women was distracting him from focusing too much on their graceful bodily movements.

"And what aspects are those?"

"That, my dear ladies, is classified." He unintentionally smirked sexily at them, making both women develop a crush in the hot guy. His messy light blonde hair, electric blue eyes and the way his polo shirt was now half open was definitely quite a turn on.

Tony rushed hastily out of the hotel room, ran about 3 meters away from it, and then went back again since he forgot to lock the door. After that, he went back to rushing towards the elevator.

"I can't believe it", he muttered to himself.

He caught sight of the elevator doors, and ran just in time to keep it from closing. Inside was another woman, who had quite a good figure and was about the same age as he. Of course, Tony was not able to acknowledge her presence at first since he was too busy thinking. The woman was a bit startled when he suddenly came in.

"He went to a fucking strip club." Tony may have said it a bit too loud, loud enough for the woman to hear.

She chuckled. "Men, huh? You just can't control their urges sometimes."

Tony was a bit shocked to find out that he was not alone, but he still hasn't stopped thinking about Jarvis. "No, no you don't understand. He went to a fucking strip club without me." The former man looked at her with a very serious face.

The lady laughed even more. "Well it seems like some women can't control their urges as well."

"Damn right." He momentarily forgot that he looked like a woman as well, so his previous sentence may come off as odd to her. He looked at the screen to see what floor they were at. They were still on floor 17.

Tony was getting itchy. "Hurry up!"

The woman took her phone and started texting someone. "You gonna miss some big show tonight?" she asked, casually.

"It's the weekend, so yeah, but it's still too early for the booty presentations", Tony sighed. "I'm more worried about something else."

"Boyfriend?"

Tony's nose scrunched up. "Technically, he's...", he was about to say 'my son', but a woman his age would have children no older than 12. "... My cousin. My poor, sweet innocent cousin who is ignorant of city life and humongous booties."

The doors opened at floor 13, and an old couple came inside, in freaking slow motion. Tony's head was starting to ache.

"Come on, pick up the pace... ", he whispered to himself, but apparently his companion heard it and she nudged him on the stomach. The elevator doors closed, and they positioned themselves to properly accommodate the newcomers.

"What was that for?!"

"Your rudeness." She then smiled at the elderly couple. They smiled back at her.

The billionaire rolled his eyes, the glanced at the screen. They were now at floor 10.

The old people were softly talking to each other, enjoying one another's company. Tony, on the other hand, was growing impatient by the second.

"The Capsicle could actually learn tech faster than this elevator could go down."

"Capsicle?"

"A friend of mine. He's around 90 years old and is still a virgin."

The woman looked worried. "Oh my gosh, seriously? I hope he doesn't regret living his life without sex." She looked at the couple before her, and wished that she and her husband could last that long.

"Nah, he'll find someone eventually. Some other people...", he immediately remembered the spy duo, "are also trying to set up blind dates for the guy. Frankly I'm looking forward to see him back in sexual action."

"Oh." The woman was imagining an old, flimsy 90 year old man named Capsicle doing some sexual action. "Don't you think it's a bit too much for him? Not to offend your friend but, people within that age range usually suffer from arthritis or stuff."

"Oh, that big, hunky wall of meat is completely devoid of arthritis. He even runs faster than average guys." By average guys he meant Sam Wilson. He was able to see one of their early morning runs, and he could not forget how slow the guy was compared to Steve.

The woman did not know how to picture out the big, hunky 90 year old man. They were currently at the 3rd floor.

"Wow. I'd definitely want to know he's secret to aging like that."

"Just eat bald eagle for breakfast and take your daily dose of justice and righteousness. Also, you can spend like, about 70 years under cryogenic environments."

The elevator doors opened on the ground floor, and Tony immediately left before the elderly people took their first step toward the exit. The woman was left dumbfounded.

Tony rushed towards the exit of the hotel. Good thing the strip club wasn't too far from it; it was only a few blocks away, so there was no need to ride a taxi.

There were many people passing by, most of them were too busy with their phones, so they were able to easily ignore the woman who was frantically rushing to a strip club. Tony was preoccupied with so many thoughts, such as "why in the world would J go to a strip club in the first place?" or "why would he go without me?"

He finally reached a shady building, and then entered the doors hastily. He went down the staircase and saw a very familiar entrance.

"It feels good to be back."

Tony went in, and grinned so hard when he saw the usual beautiful women dancing on stage. Krystal still looked beautiful as ever, Delilah still shook her booty in the most fierce way, Jewel still had her humongous boobies, Hanako's skin was still as white as -

"What's your business here ma'am?"

Tony turned to the direction of the voice. "Manny! How're you doing?"

It took him less than a second to recognize his mistake. The short man was looking at him as if he grew another head.

"Do I know you?"

Shit. "Uhh, no. I just assumed that your name was Manny." He hoped it was a good enough reason.

"You assumed right miss." He eyed the billionaire, looking and closely inspecting her figure. "Registration for the new girls is over, but we can give you a spot if you want."

"Huh? Oh no, I'm not here to be a stripper..." Tony glanced at the stage a Britney did a perfect air shouldermount on the pole. "...but I do want to try someday. Anyway, I'm here for a certain guy."

"This is a female strip club, ma'am. I'm afraid - "

"I'm looking for a specific person, who has probably involuntarily become a customer. I'm sure he's around here somewhere..." The former man looked across the room, trying to find his AI. "He is about yea high, and is more British than the Queen of England."

"Oh! You're looking for the rich man with the British accent."

"Yeah, that guy. Where is he?"

The man started walking towards the VIP rooms, and Tony followed. "He has availed a private room and wishes not to be disturbed. Are you his wife?"

Tony shook his head harshly. "No. No. Nonononono no, no, no. NO. Oh god NO."

Manny chuckled and pointed towards the room Jarvis was in. "He's in there ma'am. I warn you, a lot of our girls took interest in him so please do not be too shocked."

"What?!"

Manny slowly and silently opened the room for the billionaire to peer in, and Tony, despite the warning, was still pretty shocked.

There were at least 5 women. AT LEAST 5 WOMEN. Most of them were brown-haired with brown eyes, and a lot were dancing in front of him like he was a king. Some of them were about to completely strip in front of him.

Meanwhile, Jarvis sat down confidently with one woman on each leg. One of them, the one Tony recognized as Reyna, was making out fiercely with his AI. The other woman observed the two closely, looking very impatient. She wanted to get her fill too.

Jarvis was reciprocating, while closing his eyes, as if focusing completely on keeping Reyna satisfied.

And fuck, it looked hot.

Tony tried not get turned on by whatever was happening right now. He slowly crept inside, making sure that none of the women saw him enter. He quietly sat on the sofa and motioned next to Reyna, and Jarvis was totally oblivious to his presence.

"And I thought you said you didn't want to be looking at more booty."

Everything stopped, except the music. All women turned to him, and Jarvis nearly jumped up the sofa. However, he was too out of breath to do that, plus he had two grown ladies on his thighs.

"SIR!"

Tony frowned at him. He gave him the third "how-many-times-do-I-have-to-tell-you-DO-NOT-CALL-ME-SIR-IN-PUBLIC' death stare.

The girls obviously felt awkward. What in the world was this woman doing in here?

"Sir, this is not what it seems to be." said the AI, whose face was starting to become a bright crimson.

Apparently Jarvis spent ALL of the money Tony gave him. They quickly left the strip club, and Tony tried so hard to ignore the beautiful bodies he missed so much.

Jarvis, on the other hand, was as quiet as Dr. Banner doing yoga.

They were both walking on the sidewalk, and Jarvis was a full 1 foot behind his master. He stared at the ground, and refused to look at Tony.

Little did he know that his creator has been trying to swallow his laugh, and tears were nearly coming out of his eyes. He cannot believe his AI had just experienced a VIP show from the best strippers of the club. Plus, his reaction when he saw him was priceless. Jarvis looked like a puppy caught in the act of pooping on the floor.

This went on for a full 2 minutes. Tony finally calmed down, and turned to him.

"What's with the brown hair and brown eyes? I had no idea that you had a type."

Jarvis' face went redder than before, and his computer-like mind tried to control the blushing, but failed. "I was looking for you, sir! When I woke up, you were nowhere to be found, so I panicked and tried to compute for your location."

"And you concluded a strip club."

"It s where you frequently are sir; considering and excluding your quarters."

Tony smirked. "I just went to the rooftop. I needed to summon Thor."

Jarvis' eyebrow shot up. "I assume the mess you have caused in the room was from creating something for summoning him?"

"Yep. It worked like a charm. I gave him some Pop Tarts, and a device for tracking Loki."

"Ah. Since he can easily traverse between realms, Master Thor is most likely to be the one who could easily locate Mr. Laufeyson."

"Exactly. So all in all, I was busy trying to improve our situation here while you were out flirting with girls."

Jarvis gave him a frustrated look. "Correction, sir: They were the ones who initiated. Also, I used certain programs to estimate the probability of your location. The results were that you left the hotel room to attend one of the stripping shows, so I merely went with my calculations."

"How the hell did you end up with those busty beauties, though?"

Jarvis tugged on his collar. "I was describing your characteristics to the short man, because he had claimed that he saw you within the building. Apparently, he lied."

"Aah… hence, the brown-haired, brown-eyed Latina beauties."

The AI nodded, and tried to gain composure. They were now walking together, side by side.

Tony finally let go and laughed for a full minute.

"Sir? Sir! The experience I had is not considered enjoyable. Please don't laugh."

"But it fucking is! Damn it J, you're a human for like less than 2 days and yet you are quickly learning. I'm actually very proud of you. You're a full-fledged man now."

"I'm not quite sure about that sir."

"Oh, come on! Tell me, how was your first kiss? I bet you went on some kissing spree with all the girls they threw at you."

The AI closed his eyes for a moment, and tried to think about his kiss with Ruby. "It definitely tasted nothing like shawarma or ice cream, sir."

Tony's eyebrows furrowed. "What the fuck. That's all you could say about it?"

"It was a bit pleasurable, but I cannot find a logical reason as to why."

"You don't need logic, J, just senses. It feels good, so fuck yeah, you kiss those soft yet full lips." Tony went silent. "Of course, if you kiss someone who you really want to be with, then that's a whole other thing…" His mind was occupied with thoughts of Pepper, and their relationship that didn't work out.

Jarvis sensed the change in his aura. This was something he was never able to do back when he was just a program. "Sir…"

"Anyway", Tony exclaimed, trying to change the subject, "we need to celebrate your achievement! How many booties have you slapped tonight?"

The AI sighed. "I am not like you, sir."

"Yeah, you're a one-of-a-kind, freaky unicorn man." He stopped all of a sudden, and turned to a direction entirely opposite to that of the hotel.

"Let's go to a bar. I'm in a drinking mood."

Rhodey leaned back on his seat, and took a last swig from his bottle of beer. Today was really tiring, mainly because he had use this whole week, and a few more months, on training the new cadets. His throat was kind of dry from shouting, and his muscles were a bit strained from all the activities they worked on.

This is why he was here right now, lazing around in a bar. Not just any bar though, this was the bar that matched to Tony Stark's standards. It had all the drinks that are available from different parts of the globe, and the people who came were all rich and classy. This was Stark's favorite bar, and because of coming back to it frequently, it had become his favorite too.

Of course, despite being classier than the regular pub, it was just as noisy.

A friend of his from the military sat down next to him, carrying another bucket of beer.

"Oh no, I have drank enough for tonight."

"What? No!" his friend handed him another bottle. "Come on Rhodes, we need to enjoy every second of this. We only have 2 days of rest, you know."

"And I would want to actually rest this time."

"Shut up and take it."

Rhodey took the bottle hesitantly. He just placed it next to him and faced his companion, who was too busy looking at the singer performing on stage.

"Hey, Mike."

"Huh?"

"If you were Tony Stark and you disappeared for 2 days, where do you think you would be now?"

Mike was still busy and paid only a small amount of attention to his companion. "What?"

Rhodey shrugged it off. "Nevermind."

"Wait, Tony Stark disappeared?" he asked rather loudly, still looking at the singer. Rhodey's eyes went wide.

"Shh, shut up."

The Colonel's urgent tone caught Mike's attention. "Wait, for real? The billionaire's gone?" he whispered.

"I have no idea where that idiot is. So do the others."

Mike smiled widely. "The others being?"

"Who do you think?"

Mike smile grew even wider. Ever since he was a little boy, he idolized Captain America. "The Avengers?"

"Shh. Yes. That metal-headed jerk suddenly bailed on them. Cap just asked me earlier today if I've seen him recently."

"And?"

"I tried to call him, but he won't answer. That was normal. I mean, I am used to him not answering his phone because he tends to ignore the world once he's focused on some thingamajig he's working on."

Rhodey opened the bottle he set next to him, and poured the beer into his glass. "Now when this happens, Jarvis always, ALWAYS informs me about his specific whereabouts, or tell me whatever he was doing so that I could call him some other time."

"Jarvis?"

"His butler." Rhodey deadpanned. He was too tired to explain to Mike the concept of an artificial intelligence.

"Oh… ", the soldier nodded, and tried to take it all in. "So you guys are all freaked since Mr. Stark and his butler won't answer their phones?"

"Err… yeah…" Rhodey was too tired to explain the situation further. He knew that Tony was going to be a big part of a mission tomorrow, and his disappearance may complicate things.

That son of a bitch better not have disappeared just because Pepper started going out with Mark.

"Yo Rhodes, gonna get back to you soon. Just saw a cutie pass by."

Before the Colonel could react, Mike stood up and approached the lady. She was around 5 and a half foot tall, and her wavy hair was messily arranged into a bun. Unlike most girls that were present, she was wearing a black shirt with some print that the soldier can't distinguish, and a plaid long sleeved polo over it. Her legs were hugged tightly by her skinny black jeans, and she was wearing sneakers that seemed brand new.

Rhodey nodded, since she was indeed cute. If Mark hadn't found her first, he would've made a move. The cutie was currently sitting in front of the bartender, complaining about something.

He watched as Mike approached her confidently, and noted how a smile formed on her face when the man offered to buy her a drink.

Wait a minute.

That smile… Rhodey did a double take when he realized that he knew the exact reason behind the evil grin.

This girl just thought of a new plan, and it will most likely involve manipulating people. Mike should watch out.

What really bothered the man so much was why he felt like he had seen the same damn smile over and over again at some point of his life. He tried to remember all the girls he dated, and some girls that he slept with.

None of them matched this weird sense of familiarity and fondness Rhodey seems to feel towards her.

He got up from his seat, and tried to lessen the distance between him and the talking duo, by quietly sitting in a booth closer to them. Mike seems to be enjoying himself, while the woman… She was pretending to be enjoying herself but most of what she was saying was dripping with sarcasm and boredom. How in the world did he know what was going on in her mind?

The Colonel caught sight of her black shirt, and found out that the print it had was that of the Black Sabbath band.

Rhodey chuckled and smiled inwardly. Damn, if Tony were here he would already have gotten into her pants –

Wait.

The man stared at her for the longest time, and his gaze still followed her even after she got up and walked away from Mike. He noted all her gestures, facial expressions, and body movements.

He held his breath when she disappeared from his view, and he finally breathed again after about 10 seconds.

He quickly got up to see where she went, and sure enough, she was talking to another guy, who was about to offer her a drink.

Rhodey sat down on another booth and his heart started racing.

"Tony?!" he asked.

Author's notes: I'm crying right now... my brother found out that i was writing a fanfic... OMGGGGG if he finds this i am so dead. I am in a dangerous situation rn so i gotta be more careful whenever i write.

ANYWAY! Thank you so much for reading! I am so excited to know what you guys think about this chapter XD

To be honest, even i get excited for the next one... I constantly ask myself "OMG WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT?!"

And I am not sure about Stony being end game. This story writes itself so i am still trying to see what will happen.

Sneak peek - Rhodey follows Tony around, Jarvis deals with alcohol, and a surprise awaits Cap and the others 3

THANK YOU!