"I think this may be my favourite."
Harry arched an eyebrow as he started another coffee. "You say that every time I make a new one."
"Well," Pepper smiled. "That's how good your coffees are."
"Careful, Ms. Potts, your boss might be rubbing off on you," Harry teased, chuckling at the face she made.
"That man can be so infuriating sometimes," Pepper frowned, cradling her coffee between her hands. "He's just finished building another weapon for the military and he's been boasting to the skies about it ever since. 'Bad guys won't even chance coming out of their caves after experiencing one of these' and other nonsense. Honestly, one of these days, those bad guys will just kill him and have done with the problem."
Harry hmm'ed thoughtfully as he worked. "I suppose he's never seen what weapons like his can do firsthand then?"
Pepper shook her head. "It isn't as if he goes with the military when they go to war. He just builds them to destroy as much as possible."
Harry nodded. "Well, if he ever does, I very much doubt he would continue promoting mass destruction." Seeing the concern still etched on Pepper's brow, Harry added, "Though I suppose promoting not-being-an-arse would be too much to ask for?"
Pepper laughed, as Harry had hoped she would, and said, "No, that's not going to happen anytime soon. It'll take a miracle for Tony to change that much."