New York City, NY - Monday Evening

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They had received an invitation to attend Jan's newest line of clothing and not even the heat and humidity could keep Tony (and Steve) away from coming to support her. Mostly because she was stealing their dog for it after making him Instagram famous in Tony's universe.

Because being a super hero wasn't enough, she needed to be a super hero with an adorable dog that she babysat for them on occasion.

"I've missed this city in the summer," Tony said, taking a deep breath of... that unique New York stench.

[for the guy!]

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"Mmm," Steve said. "Downwind of a dumpster. Smells like home."

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"At least we're not by the water," Tony remarked. He loved this city, he really did.

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Steve's nose wrinkled despite himself. "Maybe for dinner," he teased.

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"Oh no, I'm getting you a hot dog and a pretzel from a cart," Tony replied. "I'm not made of money, you know."

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"Boy, do I have some good news on that front," Steve teased, pulling Patriot back from whatever grossness he was smelling on the ground.

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"Is that that a taco or a pita he's trying to eat?" It was something, that was for sure.

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"I was really hoping not to have to look that closely," Steve admitted. "Patriot, drop."

Patriot did not drop.

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Tony shot Steve a look and got his hands together to prepare for rock-paper-scissors for had to dig that out of his mouth.

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Steve put his fist out. "Rock, paper, scissors--"

They were such adults.

Steve would choose rock.

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And Tony picked scissors.

He sighed and knelt down to attempt to pry the dog's mouth open. "Drop---drop!"

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Patriot made that awesome frantic choking noise of a dog trying to swallow his ill-gotten prize.

Steve helped Tony out by grabbing the dog around the middle so he couldn't move away. And this was how two Avengers were saving the world from a corgi who wanted to eat Everything.

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This was clearly what you expected to see in New York, right? Right.

"Oh, it's a soggy slice of pizza," Tony said, turning a little green himself.

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Steve made a face. "Patty, no."

The Captain America Is Disappointed In You voice had zero effect on the dog.

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"Garbage, garbage," Tony said, leaving a squirming, still biting at the air to get his pizza dog in Steve's arms as he found a can.

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"And now he's licking me, oh, Patriot, cut it out," Steve said, looking grossed out.

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"I had to fish it out of his mouth, you'll survive," Tony called back, wishing he was the sort of person who carried a handkerchief.

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"You are a hero," Steve said, putting Patriot back on the ground and pulling hand sanitizer from his pocket.

Because he was that guy.

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"So are you," Tony said, making grabby hands for it once Steve was done.

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"It's mostly because of the hand sanitizer, huh," Steve said, laughing.

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"Soggy, street pizza, Steve!"

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"He's made some poor choices," Steve agreed.

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"That he has," Tony agreed once his hands were finally clean. "And he won't be getting any treats at the event."

He would be getting a ton of them.

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Patriot heard you, Tony, and he was so, so sad.

"Are we close to the event?" he asked, glancing around. He hadn't spent a ton of time in the Garment District.

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"I think you'll be able to tall by the cameras," Tony replied with a laugh. "She called everyone to come, so it's a mess of celebrities."

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"Whose name with they call first?" Steve asked. "Yours or Patriot's?"