Chapter 11:
I'm in love with my boss. That was Pepper's first thought while lying on her boyfriend's bed and staring up at the ceiling, trying to make sense of all the things that had happened.
It had been years since she had started to work for Tony Stark. Almost nine years exactly! She had never considered she would be so long under his employment. Now she came to the conclusion that she was desperately trying to avoid:
I'm in love with my boss. Shit! How had this happened?
Over the years, Pepper had come to accept that she'd had a sexual fantasy about him.
Who wouldn't right?
But this, this was different. She caught herself craving to be alone with him, for the little touches they shared when they were exchanging a file or helping him with his suit; the smell of his cologne and she even caught herself envying the women he brought home. Even though if it was just for one night, those women knew what it felt like to be loved by Tony Stark, something that she would never know herself.
Never!
She valued her place in his life too much to put it at risk. Those women were just for sex. But her... he trusted her, he laughed with her, he opened himself up for her. Sometimes when she stayed at his house to keep him company, he would share little stories, just a comment or two, about his parents or his past; how he Was bullied at school – who ever thought Tony Stark had been bullied? – the relationship with his father – that it wasn't so great as the media pictured; how he still misses his mother and her cooking - he always talked about that with a little smile on his face. It was the kind of comments that he just shared with the ones he trusted the most. And she was one of them.
No! She would never put all that at risk just for one night with him, and she also knew it would break her when he rejected her the next morning. She couldn't stop thinking about this… After all those years…
What had made her realize her feelings for him?
That damn trip to Venice.
Flashback
It was a busy day at the office, mainly because they had to go to Europe in a couple hours. Pepper had finished packing and had travelled to the S.I. office to deliver some documents, and as a result of it, she had got stuck trying to resolve a crisis before meeting with Tony to get in the plane. It was one of those kind of crises that always seemed to happen when you are about to leave.
Murphy's Law I guess, she thought, feeling frustrated as she finally left the office.
It was almost time for the plane to leave and Happy drove Pepper as fast as he could to pick up their boss before heading to the Air Base. When they arrived at the mansion Pepper sighed as she saw Tony's bags, untouched, just where she had put them earlier that morning. She finished packing for him and left his room holding his bag.
Until now, her boss was nowhere to be found, which meant that he was in his favorite place. She asked Happy to put Tony's bags in the car and got ready to leave while she went downstairs to get their distracted boss.
Now, over the years that she'd had to work for him, Pepper had caught him doing crazy things: from crazy kitchen experiments as he called it, that usually ended up with fire or the house full of food: to this day she still don't know how he'd managed to blow up the sack of wheat flour. She had seen him passed out in his own vomit; sleeping on the piano with his head upside down; flirting with a tree; to the craziest orgies – too many women to count… but nothing prepared her for what she was about to see today.
To be fair, JARVIS did attempt to warn her, but she was in a hurry and didn't listen to the A.I System.
Once she arrived at the glass door of the workshop JARVIS once again insisted:
"Miss Potts, I highly advise you not to enter the workshop right now."
"JARVIS, have you reminded Mr. Stark that his plane is suppose to leave in an hour?" she asked impatiently but still not dialing her password.
"I did. He is aware of the schedule."
"And he still hasn't come up?" she asked, her impatience growing by the second. "What is he-" She didn't have time to question the computer what her crazy boss was doing. Before she finished the sentence, she heard Tony scream in pain.
She dialled her password as fast as she could and entered the workshop running, scared that he might have hurt himself. She heard his voice coming from the back of the shop:
"What part of 'be gentle' didn't you understand?" he yelled.
Pepper found him at the back of the workshop, lying on one of the aluminum tables, stark naked with only a towel covering his penis that laid relaxed between his legs. DUM-E and U were with him at the table and their arms dangerously close to his cock. She saw as U and DUM-E's arms went down on him, inches from his penis, and before the bots got any closer, to do whatever they were doing with Tony, she asked scared:
"What is going on here?!" The robots immediately stopped what they were doing and Tony looked at her with wide eyes. He was speechless.
"Pepper!" Then he looked at the bots and back to his assistant. "It's not what it looks like!"
"I don't even know what this looks like!" Then it hit her, he was practically naked in front of her. "Oh God. Cover yourself!" she ordered him and turned around to leave but he spoke.
"I… I… I kind of need your help here," he asked sounding hopeless but she answered with a firm voice.
"I am not going an inch near this…" she replied angrily. "I will wait for you upstairs!"
"Come on Pep, don't be like this… I need you here… Help me!" he cried.
She ignored his calls as she walked out of the shop. Ten minutes later Tony arrived, dressed in his jeans and a black leather jacket only to meet a very annoyed Pepper Potts waiting for him in his living room.
"What. Was. That?" she asked, trying to keep herself calm. And going by the lack of Tony's usual jokes she could tell that he was embarrassed too.
"I… I… I was trying to… wax… myself…" he answered, avoiding her eyes with his head low.
There was a moment of silence.
Pepper was trying to figure it out if she had heard what she thought she had. "…What?!" There was so many things wrong with that she didn't know where to begin.
And Tony started to talk in his defense: "I read, somewhere, that ladies prefer a man that is… you know… more clean… down there… so I tried to program DUM-E and U to help me… wax myself… not a good idea, by the way."
She could not believe the situation that she was living now. "Really Tony…" she sounded annoyed. "You are a billionaire, it's not like you can't afford go to a clinic for this..."
"I know… it's just... I wanna try first before… I don't-" He didn't finish his thoughts because Happy came inside.
"Boss, Miss Potts, the car is ready."
Pepper looked at Tony.
"When we get back I will schedule a clinic for you-"
"It hurt like hell."
"If you still want it-"
"They almost cut me off-"
"Now let's go!" she ordered him. He really must be embarrassed because he did what she asked with no complaints.
The trip to Europe went as planned, Tony being quieter than usual. She thought that maybe he was still embarressed for her catching him.
-o-
They were in Europe for a science conference. They left the plane and went to a car that was already waiting for them at the airport. After doing the check-in at their hotel, they were able to relax for a couple hours before heading to the building where the science conference would be taking place.
Fifteen days ago, there was a terrorist attack in a city nearby. So, when the press reported the visit of the CEO of the main weapons manufacture in the world, people started to protest in front of the science conference. It was chaotic when Tony and Pepper arrived there with the police trying to stop the crowd.
Some protesters were simply asking for Tony to stop making weapons. Others were more rude and accused him of war profiteering, and others were even more violent, cursing him and some even tried to throw objects at their car.
All that chaos scared Pepper a lot, but it didn't seem to bother Tony. Only week before he had laughed when a magazine dubbed him "The merchant of death".
"It's kind of catchy… I think I like this one," he said arrogantly when he read the magazine.
Although Pepper couldn't be sure if all the protests were, somehow, affecting him. She couldn't see his eyes due to the sunglasses he wore.
-o-
Despite the mess outside, the science conference went ahead as planned. Tony was the headliner of it, and, as always, he was eloquent, charming and funny, captivating the audience like only he could.
By the time that it was over the protesters were still outside. When they finally left that mess behind them, Tony spoke happily indifferently to all that mess:
"Since we are in Europe, how about we spend the weekend here? We can return Monday morning."
"Tony I don't think-"
"Let's go to Venice. Cipriani. You and me. Book the hotel!" he ordered her and she started to make the calls. She made reservations for the Palladio Suite.
When they arrived, everything was waiting for them. They had a private dock and went straight to their suit. The view was fantastic! The windows gave them a 180 degree view, with a vast living room that lead onto a lagoon, two stunning marble bathrooms, a pool at their private terrace and a Jacuzzi. It was the most magnificent hotel room that she had ever seen during all the time she had been working for Tony.
Pepper left her things in her room, and went to see if Tony needed anything. He was already at the terrace, wearing a shirt and swimming shorts.
"Hey!" she greeted him and he smiled at her. "Need anything?"
"No," he said simply. "Make yourself comfortable and keep me company."
"I don't think-" she started to protest.
"Come on Pep!" His voice was sweet and gentle and really made her want to just be there with him.
"I didn't pack for this, Tony," she replied quietly and he smiled.
"Get my credit card, there's a shop downstairs. Get yourself the clothes that you need. I will be waiting for you here."
At this point, she knew better than to argue with him. And besides, she could use a few hours relaxing, right?
She did what he asked and went back to meet him. They spent some hours enjoying each other's company. Pepper enjoyed being alone with him, mostly because of the times when they were alone he was completely different from the man he was in public. They talked about the beauty of the hotel and the city, and the plans that he had in motion for Stark Industries, and weapons manufacturing and Pepper decided to ask something that had been bugging her ever since the science conference.
"Tony, do you ever think about it?" she asked as she observed him going to the coffee table on the terrace to get a juice and some fruits.
"What?" he questioned her while he ate.
"Making weapons… or stop producing them?" She was unsure if she was stepping over the line here but he was so relaxed and open that she decided to risk it.
She was expecting him to laugh or make a joke, but he turned to her, more serious than she thought he would be and came to sit next to her on the deckchair.
"No. I'll just carry on with my dad's work," he replied honsestly. "These people at the science conference seem to forget who he was and what he did, not only for the EUA but for the World."
He stopped for a minute and Pepper could see that his eyes were very far away, but he kept talking: "My dad helped defeat the Nazis. If it wasn't for him, who knows how the war could have ended… Hitler could have won…" Then he looked back at her with a glance that made her heart go crazy.
How can a woman resist those eyes? That thought surprised her. And she realized that Tony was still talking.
"…but those people don't think about this. Besides, we only sell our weapons to the US Military. If I don't do it, than someone else will… You really wanna trust the defense of our soldiers and our country to the hands of Justin Hammer?" he asked, smiling at her and she couldn't help but smile back.
"Well," she began, avoiding his eyes. She had to, those sweet chocolate pools were making her defense walls crumble. "I was wondering after all that mess if you ever thought about it."
He smiled at her and she felt her heart beat fast.
That damn beautiful charming smile that he only seems to give to me when we are alone.
"Its almost dinner time," said Tony, taking her out of her thoughts. "Lets order something to eat here. I heard that the view at night here is fabulous!"
I'm sure it is, Pepper thought automatically, looking at him.
"I'll order," she added and excused herself to get inside the living room.
What is going on with me? she questioned, annoyed with herself.
Why am I so nervous around him? It's not like I was never alone with him before!
She tried to calm herself but she couldn't, her mind was going crazy!
Here you are…Alone with him in the most romantic city in the world, in this beautiful and romantic hotel room. Dammit Tony Stark and his charms… I really need a boyfriend. That's it! That must be all that it is… I must be frustrated and mixing signals up!
-o-
After dinner Pepper sat at the terrace admiring the lights of the city and deep in thought. The view was indeed magnificent! But her thoughts were far away. She could not understand why she was suddenly so nervous around her boss. He didn't gave her time to get her thoughts together as he sat down next to her, dressed in a white shirt with the first three buttons open. He had a bottle in his hand and two glasses, along with lemon and salt.
He smiled when he looked at her.
"Drink with me?" he asked.
She glanced at him and then at the bottle in his hand. "Tequila shots?" she noted.
He organized the lemon and the salt on the little desk next to them, and just after that he replied: "You know, Pepper… I realized that I've never seen you drunk! Not even a little tipsy…" He was amused. "Come on! We are in Venice! There's no one around. It's just the two of us here!" He was trying his very best to convince her.
"That's what I'm afraid of," she answered and he frowned.
"What? You don't trust me? You think that I would take advantage of you? You really think that low of me?"
She could hear the hurt in his voice, and much worse she could see it in his eyes. "No." It's not you that I don't trust. It's me,around you right now. She saw that he took her answer the wrong way and quickly added: "I trust you, Tony."
He look relieved after that and spoke with that sweet voice that, had lately, was the source of some of her fantasies.
"Then come on! It's just us chatting, having a few drinks… I promise to be a good boy." He gave her that damn puppy dog eyes look that she hated. It always made it so much harder to deny something for him when he deployed it.
"Have you played 'I've Never'?" Tony asked.
"I don't think so…"
He frowned at her answer. "Jesus Pep, where did you go to college again?" She shot him an annoyed glance and he kept on talking. "Most drinking games that I know I learned in College."
"How? You were 12 when you went to MIT!"
"And I graduated at 17… a lot of things happened in between," he explained.
She rolled her eyes. "Were they even legal?"
"That's not the point! Anyway, it's a simple game. One of us will say something that they never done before, and if the other person is guilty of having done it, they must drink!"
"I have a feeling that you will get drunk pretty fast," she stated.
He laughed at her and filled their glasses. "Okay, I'll start it."
Tony looked at her and was deep in thought for a moment. "I've… never… hunted for a job before." He smiled while she had to drink.
When she put her glass down she glanced at him. "That wasn't fair."
"It's the rules of the game Pep, and it's true! When I was 15 I started to help with some projects for S.I. then I inherited the company… never did job hunting."
"Well, good for you, because it's not fun!"
"That's what they say. Your turn!"
"I've never been arrested." His smile grew and he drank his tequila and Pepper decided to add: "You should drink for every single time that you were arrested, Mr. Stark."
He gave her a charming smirk. "Are you trying to get me drunk, Miss Potts?"
Pepper was trying to suppress a smile but was failing miserably. "It's your game… I'm just playing it," she teased him.
Tony bit his lower lip looking at her before speaking: "I've never… been in a commitment relationship before."
Pepper filled her glass. But decided to ask him first: "Like never? Not even when you were younger?"
"No. I did try though, once… but I found out that she was going out with me because my family have money, and not because of me, so…" he shrugged.
"How old were you?"
"Sixteen. She was a high school student back in Massachusetts."
Pepper felt her heart break for the teenage Tony.
"Well… it's her loss." He smiled at her.
They stared at each other for a couple of seconds.
"Your glass," said Tony, breaking the eye contact. "You haven't drunk it yet. Cant cheat, Potts," he joked.
She just smiled and did what he said. It was her second glass and she was already feeling the heat of the alcohol consume her. Pepper wasn't used to drinking, much less drink something so strong as tequila. She put her glass down. "I've never left a party drunk and went straight to the office."
Tony had to take another drink.
"You are too collected Potts! Were you always like this?"
"Yeah well, my sister is the crazy one. Although she is older, she always teased me about being the responsible one."
"I kind of agree with your sister."
"Of course you would." She rolled her eyes.
"But it's not a bad thing though… at least when you are with me. We kind of complete each other." He spoke so casually that she had to ignore what this statement of his was doing with her insider. Tony looked at her like he was studying her and she felt the need to avoid his eyes. "I've never… went fishing."
She drank. "How did you know?"
"You look like the kind of person that did this at least once… I guess I was right I can't do it. Too boring."
She smiled a little, imagining Tony Stark trying to fish. It was an activity that demanded calm and silence: two things which were impossible for Tony to achieve.
He probably wouldn't last five minutes before getting bored.
"When I was a kid my dad used to take me once in a while. It's not that I like fishing, I just wanted to be around him. We didn't have much father and daughter actives so it was nice," she explained.
"Are you two close?"
"I guess you could say that. When I grew up I started to help him in his job, he had a small administration office. Nothing big. He just took care of the buildings in the neighborhood."
"That sounds nice. I've never got to work directly with my father."
"What about the Red Hot?"
"Well, it wasn't work; it was just a father and son activity. We did start it together, but then it became harder and harder. When I was home, my dad never had time anymore, so…"
They were in silence for a moment and he pointed to the glass.
"Hey it was my turn…"
"I say 'I've never'," she drank again. This time she could feel her inhibitions going down because of the alcohol.
"You are incorrigible," she replied, annoyed.
"Just so, you know… big words turn me on, Potts."
"Doesn't everything?" she teased him, feeling more relaxed.
"Touché," he grinned.
"I've never skydived naked."
Tony laughed hard. "I wasn't naked Potts… I was wearing my boxers. You think I'm gonna risk the safety of my boys here?" He pointed to his intimate area.
"That counts, Tony… They wear protection suits for this. And you were just waxing yourself with DUM-E and U, so don't talk about the safety of your boys."
"Good point," he conceeded.
"Drink." She did a fast movement to get to the bottle and felt the heat of the alcohol consume her fast. Feeling a little dizzy, she sat back.
"You okay?" Tony asked.
"Yeah.. Too much alcohol."
That made Tony smile. "Already? You don't have much resistance do you?"
"I'm not used to drinking like this… Mr. Stark."
He sighed. "Drop the Mr. Stark thing." He got up and went inside. A minute later, he was back with a glass of water and a basket of strawberries. "Drink and eat. Fruits help with the hangover."
"Then how come you are always drunk?" She accepted the water.
"Because I tend to ignore this fact," he smiled. "Eat."
"I can't eat this."
"Why not? What's wrong with strawberries?"
"What's wrong with it? Unless you want to spend the rest of the night in the Emergency Room?"
He looked at her cluelessly.
"I'm allergic to strawberries, Tony."
"Ohhh! Right. I knew that.."
Pepper shook her head. She was skeptical of him.
"I was just checking if you were still in good shape… you know, because of the alcohol… and you are, cause you remember it. Congratulations!"
"It's okay, Tony," she smiled forgivingly. "But it always amazes me how you can remember so many complicated things and forget the most simple things."
"Well, that's what I have you for…" He looked at her, making sure she was okay, and then he suddenly get up and started to use his phone. He chose a song and let it play, then he offered her his hand. "Dance with me."
"Tony…"
"Come on Potts, there's no one here… I'm not trying anything! I just want to have a good time with you. Can I? It's not inappropriate is it? It's just us."
"One dance…" she told him and he seemed more than happy with that. He held her delicate hands in his and put his other one on her waist. He closed the distance between them and started to dance slowly.
This is a bad idea, thought Pepper when her senses were starting to be consumed by everything that involved him. How good looking he was even wearing the simplest clothes, his smell, the heat of his body, his muscles...
It's just a dance.. Try to relax and it will all be over soon, she told herself.
Maybe it was the romantic environment, maybe it was Tony's irresistible charm or maybe it was the alcohol, but when Pepper realized she was resting her head on his shoulders, breathing next to his neck and Tony had his chin delicately rested on top of her head.
The two of them did not realize when the song was over as they were too involved in each other's arms. But when the next song started to play Pepper could not control her laughter. Tony look at her amused.
"Am I missing the joke here?" he asked.
"It's the song… It's like it was written for you," she said and he started to pay attention to the lyrics, and could not help but laugh too.
"You're mean, Potts."
Once again their eyes met. Pepper looked deep into Tony's eyes. They were so intense, so truthful, so open for her at that moment, but there was something else there too, something that she couldn't figure it out what it was… Both of them felt the intensity of the moment and retreated at the same time.
"I… I think… I should go to my room," said Pepper, trying not to stutter. "It's late, and I drank too much." She was still feeling a little tipsy, and now she didn't know who to blame: Tony or the alcohol.
"Yep… thank you for drinking and dancing with me… wasn't that bad was it?" he joked.
"Good night, Tony." She left the terrace, leaving the playboy alone. Pepper went to bed with a mix of emotions that she quite couldn't quite figure out, nor did she let herself explore it.
Don't think about this. Do not think about this. It's not what I think it is, it's just this beautiful city and Tony's charms.
Sleep didn't came easy to her that night.
The next day wasn't easy for her either. The two of them spent the day together. All the time. They went for a walk through the canals of Venice. Just the two of them on that gondola. At some point Pepper was expecting for Tony to leave her for a gorgeous tourist, like he usually did, and have his fun, and she would have to go back to their hotel alone or be the third wheel at their flirting, but that didn't happen. Nope! All his attention was focused on her and the ride that they were having.
They had lunch at a fancy restaurant, and spent the afternoon seeing the attractions of the city. By the time they get back to the Hotel it was night already and they were exhausted.
"That was fun," she said, sitting on the couch.
"It's a beautiful city," replied Tony, sitting down next to her.
"Thank you, Tony."
He smiled caringly at her. Again, she felt the need to break eye contact with him. "I should get things ready. Your plane leaves early tomorrow."
She got up fast. He let her leave and went to the pool while she was packing their suitcases for the journey home.
-o-
Back in LA, she had to spend the rest of the week with the memories of that magical weekend with him and she avoided at all costs to speculate over her feelings she was having for him lately.
Pepper had always thought Tony was handsome. There was no question about it. To make things worse, he had a unique charm that made him irresistible. Lately, all her defense walls against his charms were crumbling. And that weekend in Venice had contributed nothing to help her, only much the opposite. Being alone with him in that environment only increased her fantasies, During that weekend he had been open, sincere, caring and not the arrogant rich playboy that he usually acted. She had seen a different side to Tony Stark.
It's just an attraction, that's all it is… I'm over thinking this! It's just a physical attraction. Nothing more. That only means that I really need a boyfriend.
She was trying to justify her actions around him. She couldn't sleep with him… but she needed to get him out of her system.
"You need to get laid!" said Karol when Pepper explained her situation one weekend. She needed to talk to someone and Karol was her best friend.
The red hair looked at her seriously.
"Really Karol, that's all you've got from this?" asked Pepper, annoyed.
"Well… I could tell you my other conclusion, but I think you are in denial, so what's the point?"
Pepper frowned.
"See... that's what I'm talking about, denial. Come on; grab your things we're going out."
They went out, just the two of them to a pub when a man caught Pepper's attention. It didn't take long for him to approach her.
His name was Sean and he was a games developer. He was very smart and interesting guy. They spent the evening chatting and a week after their first meeting they started to date.
It was about their fifth date that Pepper's imagination hit her hard.
They were making out at his apartment. He gently guided her and pressed her against the wall. It was at that moment that she looked at him and then it hit her. His dark hair was a mess because of the work of her hands; his brown eyes were looking back at her full of lust
But it's the wrong color, wrong kind of brown, more darker, she contemplated.
He devoted his attention to her neck where she felt his facial hair brush against her skin.
Way too much facial hair…God! If only he could shave a little… and were a little more taller… and more athletic….
At that one second she could swear she saw the man she was fantasizing about… it was only for a fraction of a second… but enough to scare her. That night she had to be careful not to mention that man's name while she slept with Sean.
After their night of activities, Pepper was lying in his bed and looking up at the celling whilst Sean slept soundly next to her, exhausted.
What was that? She felt angry as the images of what had just happened a few moments ago came to her mind. Every single second of it. She was searching for a logical explanation when that damn weekend came to her mind again. Their moments together, their dance, their talk... Then it all made sense to her: the way she was acting around him lately, her feelings towards his women, or his smile, his touch, his smell… and the realization hit her hard and this time she couldn't avoid it.
I'm in love with my boss. Shit! How did this happen? she questioned herself, annoyed her feelings for Tony had betrayed her and she glanced at the man beside her. She could not deny their resemblance anymore. Sure there were a fewer details that made them physically different like height, the facial hair, and the muscles. But they were very much alike.
I can't do this. I can not do this…I will go crazy otherwise.
Sean was nice, interesting and funny, but time seemed to run slower when she was with him. Tony, on the other hand, always made her smile and laugh at the most simplest of things. She enjoyed being around him like she couldn't get enough of him. Time with him went faster - way too fast - especially when they were alone.
Pepper and Sean's relationship didn't last long after that. She couldn't. To avoid a resemblance like that she started to search for the opposite on the men that she dated: mainly blonde and no facial hair. It worked, her relationships lasted longer but from time to time, Tony would show up in her dreams, and she had to convince herself that it was only a sexual thing, just a fantasy, nothing more.
-o-
She arrived at work on Monday and went straight to the Workshop to get Tony to sign some papers. She saw him dressed in a gray wife beater, blue jeans, with stains of oil here and there.
Damn it! How can this man get even more sexier?
Then she took in the environment that surround him.
"My god! Look at this mess…" Just now, he seemed to be aware of her presence. "Did you even sleep at all this weekend?"
He stuttered: "Couple hours."
Pepper walked closer to his desk and glanced at his project.
"I had an idea, I needed to get it out of my head." He never stopped working while he explained why he hadn't slept.
"What is that?" she asked, looking at the work on the object in front of him. She always loved to see his hands working, they were firm and accurate.
Tony gave her a boyish smile, looking really proud of himself. "Something the military will love. It will change the weapons industry as we know it. I'm thinking of calling it 'The Jericho'." He paused to sign the papers she had brought him, and then went back to the missile.
She watched him work for a couple more minutes, pretending to be checking the documents in her hands. Looking at him, at the precise moment, she could not deny her feelings for him anymore. She did love him, and to be around him did make her happy – most of the time. He was special to her; but also at that moment, she decided that he would never know her feelings for him.
He can't know.
She preferred to be in his life as a friend and have his trust than to spend one night with him and lose it all: her friendship with him, her job, her reputation, possibly her friends. It wouldn't be worth it for that one night, no matter how much she fantasized about it.
She let out a sad but a decisive smile, feeling at peace with her decision and most importantly, her feelings. Now she was able to move forward.
Pepper watched him for a couple more seconds before walking out of the shop and back to work. If he was building something new, she would soon have a lot of work to do!
If anybody wants to know, the song that they were laughing at is "You're so vain" from Carly Simon
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