"Oh no. Oh no."

"Don't," You hold up a hand, keeping your eyes closed. "Just.. did you turn me invisible again?"

"Well, not exactly."

You slowly open your eyes, sighing in relief when you're visible. But when you look up, he's staring incredulously at the glass behind you.

"No, no," He rushes to your side, smiling forcedly. "It's nothing."

"Tony-"

"It's okay! I'll fix it, I swear!"

You hurry to turn, gasping when you see the glass and Tony's reflection and not yours. "Oh my god."

"It's a simple fix, really," He steps over the broken glass and heads back to his table, mumbling an "I think" under his breath.

You're still stuck at the glass, waving your hands and huff when nothing shows. "Why did you have to drop the glass? Why are you so clumsy?"

"Hey, may I remind you, it's your fault too. You're the one who keeps sneaking up on me."

You scoff. "I knocked, Tony."

"Yeah, but-"

"No buts. This is all on you. Again. And if you're not able to turn me back, don't be surprised if all your Captain America collectibles go missing."

He gasps. "You monster."

"Then fix me. Everyone will think I'm a vampire or something when I'm not visible in a mirror."

"And in pictures... Oh, did I make it worse? I made it worse, didn't I? Right. Sorry. I'll stop talking now. Please don't glare at me."