Tony: “Hey. Here you go, Nightbird.”
Tony placed down a Pepsi on Owly desk. ‘Jeez, kid hear about organization?’ Thought went past as he surveys the scattered items. Intrigue by the unusual items that been set down; blaze powered, dragon breath, spider eye (T: At least it’s not Underoos eyes), and a… Echo shard.
Owly: “Hey Rusty Gramp.”
Tony: “Haha, counter-attack.”
Owly rolled out from the lake, almost giving the former Iron Man a heart attack. Like a lake monster that Tony told scary stories to Morgan, his little Iron Daughter.
Owly: “Pepsi? Heard of these, never got ‘round to it.”
Tony: “Knock yourself out, kid, just don’t mix it with booze.”
Owly playfully glare at Tony as they open it and drank. Tony peak in.
Tony: “Sooo…. Verdict?”
Owly: “Taste the same, well nearly.”
Tony: “‘Nearly’ ?”
Tony gave a judgmental look at Owly, who is somehow dry after getting out of the lake.
Owly: “The caramel in this had a bit more caramelize.”
Tony: “That the difference.”
Tony explained without elaborating how it is different, Owly shrugged it off and took a break sitting on a log. Looking at her holographic screen and drinking the Pepsi.
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Short, yeah I know, because it up in my mind.