Delegation (слэш)

"You're welcome. However, I must say, is your armor dwarven-made by any chance? It is very well made."
Tony blinked, "Uh, no actually. I made it myself."
That made a couple of them blink. The other dude gaped.
"Truly?! A mortal?" He sounded disbelieving, and Tony held back a scowl.
 
In which Tony is establishing relations with the rest of the Nine. He meets Loki. And of course, sparks fly.