Steve: They’re for you. It was kind of an impulse buy.
Tony: You brought me roses? Why?
Steve: Have dinner with me. One date, that’s all I’m asking.
Tony: …I’m in the mood for fondue. Pick me up at eight.
Steve: /laughs/ I could definitely go for some fondue. I’ll be here at seven fifty-five.
Tony: He took the roses.
(Source: jooleah, via fuckyeahstevetony)