Sim chuckled. "Well, then, I guess we'll see what happens." She stretched out again. "How long is the trip?"

"Long enough to relax for a while," Tony said, leaning back in his seat a bit. "The jet has everything, make yourself comfortable."

"Movie?" Sim asked, looking between the two. She wouldn't object (much) if they said no, but it would be a good way to pass the time.

"Sure," Tony said, pulling out a tablet even as Bruce nodded a bit. It was a clear screen held within a narrow frame. "What are you in the mood for?"

"Something silly," Sim said with a grin. "Lighthearted. Something I don't need to think to follow." Because she intended to test and see if she really felt compatible with the pair.

"Disney, Pixar, or Dreamworks?" Tony asked. "I've got everything."

"You pick," Sim said with a shrug. "I want to see what you'll choose."

"Okay," Tony said with a shrug. He scrolled through the list, picked a title, and then pushed one other button. A screen came down from the ceiling, and a projector started up. The very beginning of Wreck-It Ralph started to play. Bruce snorted softly, but didn't comment. He just moved over so he was a bit closer to Tony.

Sim grinned. Okay, she approved. Wreck-it Ralph was pretty cute and didn't require any thought. Excellent. She leaned back and settled in for the movie, just relaxing for now.

Tony noticed that she was still sitting about three seats over.

"You can come sit here, you know," he said, gesturing to his couch. "Best seat on the plane." And, possibly, he wanted her to sit with them. Though he wasn't quite ready to admit that aloud yet.

Sim snorted quietly but got up and moved over.

"Trust you to have a plane with couches that perfectly seat three people," she said, leaning back. She wasn't quite comfortable enough to just plop herself between them, yet, but she was fine sitting next to them.

"Why not?" Tony pointed out, moving over a bit so she had space. He usually let Bruce have the end of the couch; otherwise the Beta sometimes went a bit green from being trapped between people.

"Do they fold out into beds? Or are couch-beds not good enough for you?" Sim asked, settling in easily. It really was surprisingly easy for her to get comfortable around them and treat them like she'd known them for years.

Tony gave her a mock-affronted look.

"What do you take me for?" he asked. He grinned. "This is a fully-equipped aircraft. The next room down is a bedroom."

Bruce couldn't help but snort softly. He knew the bedroom was there, of course, but he also knew Tony liked to brag a bit.

"Oh, well, heaven forbid someone settle for less than magnificent on this plane," Sim said, rolling her eyes. "I suppose you've got a bathroom and shower too."

"Of course," Tony replied. "Not as good as the ones at home, granted, but they're functional." He grinned. "Come on, this is me we're talking about."

Sim laughed a little. "This is true," she agreed. "I guess I'm still adjusting to your standards of normal, since someone doesn't call me often enough." She gave them both Looks.

"Hey, don't blame that one on Brucie," Tony said, easily withstanding the Look. "I shanghai'd him into Science in the lab so we didn't have to put up with Cap and his trio being all sappy."

Sim rolled her eyes. "He has a cell phone," she pointed out dryly. "And he's usually somewhat better than you are. Besides, I didn't just mean while that trio was getting bonded. I meant in general."

"We'll call more often," Bruce promised before Tony could protest again. Sometimes, he had to help Tony quit while he was ahead.

"Good." Satisfied, Sim settled in there, touching Tony every once in a while when she moved. Not that she minded, and she didn't think he would, either.

After a few touches, Tony just gave in and draped his arm across the back of the couch, so that it was behind her. That way, he gave her the option of cuddling without bringing it up.

Slowly, a little bit at a time, Sim leaned into him and ended up cuddled into his side. She did like cuddles when she could get them, and he had sort of offered, and then failed to protest, so she was totally allowed.

Tony totally didn't mind that she ended up cuddling. That had been the entire point, after all. So he just settled his arm around her shoulders and let her get comfortable, enjoying the fact that all three of their scents were starting to mingle. Even Bruce was relaxing more at that.

Sim snorted a bit when she noticed. "You are more devious than people give you credit for, Stark," she said, poking him in the side but not hard. She was too content for that.