Tony cocked his head for a moment, studying him like he was weighing Steve's possible need for privacy against the request. And then, without a word, he just moved over to the edge of the counter and boosted himself up to perch on it like he hung out in bathrooms all the time.

"And here I was hoping to see what you'd sing in there," he said with an easy grin. Steve needed distraction? That was something Tony could do in spades.