One of them obviously wasn't playing, and when it became clear that Steve wasn't going to pursue the flagrant display if disrespect any further, Tony wrinkled his nose peevishly and let his hands fall listlessly to his chest. The light winking through the leaves above him was glittering flashes, enough to make him squint, but he kept his focus resolutely forward and not on anybody's chest. Since he was very respectfully not staring, he was free to comment, "Someone should be, terrible waste to leave it unappreciated. Like keeping a piece of cake for sentimental reasons."