"I'm not sure Tony would appreciate that much," he answers, the look on his face torn between amused and disparaging. The Hulk very likely would try and come through the floor, thinking it faster and easier than doing things the right way. "I think he's had enough guys punching holes in his Tower lately."

When they get downstairs, he looks over the couch, taking up the opposite side after Betty chooses hers. It takes him another moment of study to decide where to put his hands so that hauling it back upstairs won't be awkward or exhausting, and once he has, he looks up at Betty, nodding. "On three?"