"See?" Summer said, her smile softening a little with a sort of pride. "In ice cream, especially like this, there's so much else going on you barely even notice them. And then once you sort of get past the idea that they're bugs."

She shrugged, taking another bite and licking the excess of the spoon. "We eat a bunch of stuff that's pretty much just as bad pretty regularly. Besides....it's only texture. It's also good for protien.

"You know," she now smirked around that spoon, "for energy."

And it might have been a little bit of suggestive overkill to then stretch out her foot underneath the table to brush against Stark's leg, but they just got done watching two straight hours of some of the most masterful action movie bullshit ever put to film that was bound to make an adrenaline junkie feel a kind of way. It was important that Stark didn't miss this broadcast.