Tony: :I
Steve: What?
Tony: Why
Tony: Why did you do this to me
Steve: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Tony: A tree. A giant. Freaking. Christmas. Tree. In. My. House. Steve.
Steve: Why are you automatically blaming me?
Tony: Because you did it.
Steve: How do you know that I did it?
Tony: AHA, A CONFESSION
Steve: Tony, I didn't confess anything. Now can you stop texting me?
Tony: Why, are you hanging out with your boyfriend-who-you-still-won't-tell-us-who-he-is?
Steve: Subtle. Very subtle.
Tony: WHY WON'T YOU JUST TELL US HIS NAME ALREADY
Tony: WE WANT TO MEET HIM
Steve: Hush.
Tony: PLEEEEEEEEEASE
Steve: Tony, shut up.
O Smart One: No, we need to knooooow!
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: Darn it, Stark. Why did you change the names again?!
O Smart One: I'll change them back when you tell us, or at least me, who your boyfriend is.
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: That's blackmail, Tony.
O Smart One: Yeah, whatever. Does it look like I care?
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: I can't see you.
-O Smart One has sent a picture-
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: Point taken, you don't care at all.
O Smart One: 100% correct.
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: I can deal with the names.
O Smart One: DAMN IT
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: He's cute, that's all I'm telling you.
O Smart One: I SHIP IT
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: GO AWAY, TONY
O Smart One: NO
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: I'm not kidding.
O Smart One: At least come over an enjoy the Christmas tree that somebody put in my house.
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: I already saw it when I was putting it there.
O Smart One: So you DID put it there?!!
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: Well, duh.
O Smart One: I should've KNOWN that it was you, you little equilateral triangle!
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: ...
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: What. The. Heck. Tony.
O Smart One: What?
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: Did you seriously just call me an equilateral triangle?
O Smart One: Haven't you ever looked in a mirror, Mr. Illuminati Torso?
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: ... You're disturbing me again...
O Smart One: TRIANGLE CHEST TRIANGLE CHEST
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: STAHP IT
O Smart One: NEVER, SIR DORITO
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: GOSH DARN IT, HOVER PANTS
O Smart One: Ah, bringing back the classics, are we, now?
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: What else was I supposed to call you? Metal underwear?
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: Jerkface?
O Smart One: Everybody calls me jerkface.
Ye Old Stevey Wevey: I'm like 95% sure that's on your birth certificate.
O Smart One: Oh, you wound me so.
O Smart One: Who's your boyfriend?
-Ye Old Stevey Wevey has left the chat-
O Smart One: Darn it, not again.