He takes a moment to poke around in the kitchen, taking stock of what they have that constitutes breakfast food. Breakfast food that he's accustomed to seeing, anyway. What he's most used to eating for breakfast is coffee, and if the powdered everything is any indication, people from Steve's time might eat shoes for breakfast. Or something equally bizarre. He doesn't know.
"How about pancakes?" he calls a minute later. "You want pancakes? We've got enough mix for that." Plus, Tony can actually make those. And he can make a boatload, so that Steve and his bottomless pit of a stomach won't leave the table unsatisfied.
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He takes a moment to poke around in the kitchen, taking stock of what they have that constitutes breakfast food. Breakfast food that he's accustomed to seeing, anyway. What he's most used to eating for breakfast is coffee, and if the powdered everything is any indication, people from Steve's time might eat shoes for breakfast. Or something equally bizarre. He doesn't know.
"How about pancakes?" he calls a minute later. "You want pancakes? We've got enough mix for that." Plus, Tony can actually make those. And he can make a boatload, so that Steve and his bottomless pit of a stomach won't leave the table unsatisfied.