He's already decided to play it straight. Having not seen Steve around all day has pretty much reminded him of how royally he had fucked up last night. Leading the man on, taking advantage of some fraying hormones...

Not cool.

Tony's never really regretted anything in his life. Until now at least.

He glances up at the shadow spilling across the floor and tilts the corner of his mouth with half a smirk and more than a little self depreciation.

"If you want coffee, you'll have to go with instant. I'll be...uh...another two hours."