While he should probably be taking in Asgard in its entirety, people and all, when it's just the two of them on this street, and Thor's entreating him with that honeyed tone, the people watching them go by without notice. Which is how it is back on earth. He's used to being watched, more than that being judged. It all flies past his radar because none of it is important to him, anymore. All background noise. That might be a little disrespectful here, but if asked he'd at least be honest. He's a little wrapped up in Thor. Could anyone blame him?
"If you so desire," he teases as they head in. "I'd be more than amenable." Which is that if something showed up and Thor said yes that please, Tony would act with very little hesitation, most likely.
At least the world of fine tailor shops isn't that much different between planets. He's very used to fittings and dressings and putting together suits when it's events that he cares about. When it's not he used to leave the charge to Pepper to put something out for him. Maybe this is a little like that. He tries to keep up, quick and witty as ever while the shopkeepers are introduced to him and then immediately throwing compliments his way.
He at least has the decency to slip his suit jacket off his shoulders and hand it to Thor for safekeeping- not that he distrusts anyone else around, but his tablet- and his specs as he slips them off and tucks them inside- will be riding around in that for the rest of the day and he needs to return to earth with all that equipment unscathed. He also slips a finger into the knot of his tie to undo it. "Oh has he? I've been known to build a thing or two." Or three or four or a hundred.
"How much time do you have? Wouldn't wanna keep you here all day. Thor said something about sketches?" Tony's also not sure if they have things ready for him or if there's any certain... magical (or at least otherwise unexplained) nuance that'll speed up the clothing making process. He points a finger Thor's way, "I also want you to keep a close eye on him. If he so much as furrows a brow at something, it's off the table. Only because I wanna look good for him. Not a royal treatment thing." Finishing this statement at the same time he gets his dress shirt unbuttoned revealing the tight undershirt beneath, serving Thor a little wink with a sly grin.
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"If you so desire," he teases as they head in. "I'd be more than amenable." Which is that if something showed up and Thor said yes that please, Tony would act with very little hesitation, most likely.
At least the world of fine tailor shops isn't that much different between planets. He's very used to fittings and dressings and putting together suits when it's events that he cares about. When it's not he used to leave the charge to Pepper to put something out for him. Maybe this is a little like that. He tries to keep up, quick and witty as ever while the shopkeepers are introduced to him and then immediately throwing compliments his way.
He at least has the decency to slip his suit jacket off his shoulders and hand it to Thor for safekeeping- not that he distrusts anyone else around, but his tablet- and his specs as he slips them off and tucks them inside- will be riding around in that for the rest of the day and he needs to return to earth with all that equipment unscathed. He also slips a finger into the knot of his tie to undo it. "Oh has he? I've been known to build a thing or two." Or three or four or a hundred.
"How much time do you have? Wouldn't wanna keep you here all day. Thor said something about sketches?" Tony's also not sure if they have things ready for him or if there's any certain... magical (or at least otherwise unexplained) nuance that'll speed up the clothing making process. He points a finger Thor's way, "I also want you to keep a close eye on him. If he so much as furrows a brow at something, it's off the table. Only because I wanna look good for him. Not a royal treatment thing." Finishing this statement at the same time he gets his dress shirt unbuttoned revealing the tight undershirt beneath, serving Thor a little wink with a sly grin.