“I heard they wanted to use carnations and Pepper wouldn’t have it. Not celebratory enough.” Bruce sank down into a chair, sucking in and letting out deep, calming breaths. ”Don’t scare me like that,” he grumped. “It’s not good for the wellbeing of your R&D department.”
”I’m guessing,” Bruce gestured at the counter where he’d found the bagel, ”Pepper must have brought it in this morning. There’s a banana and a bag of Craisins on the counter, if you’re still hungry.”
"Ha! Roses, how about roses. Actually, I hate flowers maybe they can use weeds or something. Or veggies. Carrots. Or potatoes. Potatoes are festive." He smiled at Bruce. "You can handle it." Tony stated with calm confidence. He glanced at the counter. "I could make a joke about the banana. Do you want me to make banana jokes?" He gave Bruce an exaggerated eyebrow waggle. "Give it here."