"I told you, I'm not interested in your super boy band," Tony said with the pained expression of someone nursing a hangover.
Inside the donut shop, William and Nick Fury sat on one side, while Tony sat on the other.
The wild party last night had made William realize that Tony's mental state was close to breaking down, so he had Natasha find Nick Fury as quickly as possible. S.H.I.E.L.D. was highly efficient—Nick Fury had arrived before dawn.
William yawned. He had barely slept all night because they had been searching for the missing Tony.
Fortunately, William still remembered the movie's plot. After ruling out every donut shop in America, they had finally found Tony here.
"I know. You like to be alone," Nick Fury said with a smile.
As he spoke, he reached for a donut in the box. Tony clearly did not want to let him have one, but his hangover slowed his reaction by half a beat.
"Have you figured out a way to cure your Palladium poisoning?" Nick Fury asked as he took a bite of the donut.
William had only learned last time that Nick Fury liked fruit pizza. But more accurately, that was not quite it—Nick Fury probably liked all sorts of sweets.
They said sweets could lift your mood, and sure enough, he had been smiling ever since he walked in.
Tony had only bought a few donuts to begin with, and now Nick Fury had taken the last one, making him furious.
"Where's the waiter?" Tony slapped the table. "Bring me another box of donuts!"
But no one answered him, until a familiar voice rang out from the distance. "We cleared out the whole restaurant, but there happens to be one last box of donuts here."
The voice was sexy and magnetic.