About to answer Rogers, Loki’s stomach grumble make Tony shift his eyes sharply in his direction before he bursts out laughing. “You know we haven’t actually moved in yet?” Tony turns and gestures at no one in particular. “J?”

“Will twenty pies be sufficient, sir?”

A glance at Thor causes Tony’s eyes to roll. “Twenty-five. And wings. And cheese fries.”

JARVIS confirms as Tony takes Thor’s space on the couch with his legs kicked up over the arm rest. Once again, he’s completely forgotten about Pepper.