Tony gave Steve a scowl like he was about to ask what an absolutely moronic question that was. How was he supposed to know why the old man barely paid attention to his own son when the cameras weren't watching? He'd have fixed it if he knew. If summa cum laude from MIT at age 17 didn't do it, Tony sure as hell didn't know what would have.

For a moment he looked like he was going to make a snappy remark, but then apparently changed his mind and poured the whisky, downing it in one gulp.

"You'd have to ask him," he replied, voice just a touch raspy from the burn of the alcohol. Damn cheap booze.

"Wouldn't shut up about you, though," he continued, looking away from Steve to refill his drink.

"I was a kid. I drew my own conclusions."