Tony chuckles, shaking his head slightly as he closes his eyes for a brief moment. “Call me morbidly curious. I’ve never even heard of dancercize, although my initial thought on it is hell no. But if we gotta try it, then...we’ll see.”
As Klaus props himself up, now it’s Tony’s turn to glance over to him but not moving from his spot. For the first time in way too long he’s actually comfortable, and it’s obvious in his even his features seem a bit less tense than when he had originally stepped out.
“How old is she?” Allison Hargreeves may be extremely famous, and her family by association in addition to the old game their name carries with it, but Tony doesn’t pay attention to those type of details. The paparazzi and their intrusive reporting has always bugged him, especially since he has been on the kid’s side of that equation, so he ignores those type of interviews or spreads. “You can bring her one day, if you want. You don’t even have to come up here, we can give you the code to go to the beach. Trust me, no one will bother you guys.”
It’s said so easily, like he and Klaus have known each other forever and this is common between them. But, considering how Klaus has managed already to accomplish the impossible by getting him to relax, the offer is out without even a second thought. And, well. While Tony may have the reputation of being a narcissist, and selfish, and an egomaniac to boot, what people don’t really realize is that he’s more generous than he ever tends to publicly share. This is a glimpse to the other side of Tony - the side that doesn’t get publicized or exposed.
Tony chuckles again about doing yoga down by the beach, shaking his head slightly. “I vote for sticking with this first. I’ve had enough sand to last me for a good while, so. I’m good.” It’s said casually, almost too easily as he rolls over and props himself to face Klaus with a smile. “But hey, if you want to roll up in sand, you can do it. I’ll just admire the view.”
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As Klaus props himself up, now it’s Tony’s turn to glance over to him but not moving from his spot. For the first time in way too long he’s actually comfortable, and it’s obvious in his even his features seem a bit less tense than when he had originally stepped out.
“How old is she?” Allison Hargreeves may be extremely famous, and her family by association in addition to the old game their name carries with it, but Tony doesn’t pay attention to those type of details. The paparazzi and their intrusive reporting has always bugged him, especially since he has been on the kid’s side of that equation, so he ignores those type of interviews or spreads. “You can bring her one day, if you want. You don’t even have to come up here, we can give you the code to go to the beach. Trust me, no one will bother you guys.”
It’s said so easily, like he and Klaus have known each other forever and this is common between them. But, considering how Klaus has managed already to accomplish the impossible by getting him to relax, the offer is out without even a second thought. And, well. While Tony may have the reputation of being a narcissist, and selfish, and an egomaniac to boot, what people don’t really realize is that he’s more generous than he ever tends to publicly share. This is a glimpse to the other side of Tony - the side that doesn’t get publicized or exposed.
Tony chuckles again about doing yoga down by the beach, shaking his head slightly. “I vote for sticking with this first. I’ve had enough sand to last me for a good while, so. I’m good.” It’s said casually, almost too easily as he rolls over and props himself to face Klaus with a smile. “But hey, if you want to roll up in sand, you can do it. I’ll just admire the view.”