"See the hippies, I'll fight you for-ow, Vic," he can't help but laugh at her faux-socking him in the shoulder for that. "Share that, would you." Yes, go hit Stark, too. She rolls her eyes.

"Well if there's going to be triplets--" and this time he manages to get Vicki in front of him, hands around her waist, before she can whack him, "--then I'm definitely in. Vicki's in too."

"Of course I'm in!" She looks over her shoulder at Bruce, teasing. "But only because you need a babysitter."

"Bullshit, you want a crack at your California boy. Tony - can I call you Tony? - it's like roulette with her, seeing how many drinks it takes to get to which euphemism I could mean, there."