[Steve's sitting on the edge of the table when Tony comes back, like he's realized that there isn't room for two of them in the chair unless they get real cozy. The person following him with food eyes Steve for a moment, but sets up the tray where he is anyway, and Steve wastes no time digging in, going for the protein-rich foods first.]

Yeah, I'm sure I'm real popular for bringing a war to their doorstep.

[He reaches for a fruit on the tray, holds it out to Tony.]

They have some amazing produce here. [Amazing for someone who'd grown up poor during the Depression, anyway. Probably Tony can have fresh organic fruit flown in every morning.] You should try it.

[Is he mother henning Tony right back? Yes.]