"We know," Steve said placidly, pulling out his sketch book.

"But it's way more fun to come bother you and troll people," Bucky said with a mischievous grin.

Sim blinked at her phone, utterly bewildered.

Uh, no. I went to Switzerland once in college but never Italy. Where did that even come from?

"Don't troll them too hard, I need them to come back," Ella said, grinning.

I have a private plane. Do you want to go to Italy? Because that was totally an appropriate use of Tony's personal resources, and he would not be told otherwise.

"No promises," Bucky said with a wicked grin, watching the customers. This was just too amusing.

Sim was quiet for several moments. You are crazy. You don't even know if I have a valid passport. Italy is like seven hours away from here or something. What about Bruce? And work? And maybe she was making excuses and thinking of anything she could but he'd thrown her off.

Ella rolled her eyes, but gave them each a coffee and got back to work.

You have a valid passport, college wasn't more than ten years ago. We can sneak a Quinjet if you want to get there faster. And Bruce can totally come with us if you want him to, do you want him to? Hey, Tony was nothing if not persistent.

At least he has an idea what runs through your head. My passport is valid, although it does expire next year because I got it before college in case I went traveling which I never did, and we're only sneaking a Quinjet if you won't get in more trouble than normal. Ask Jarvis for a definition of normal, I don't have one yet. Sim gave up and started packing a bag in case they stayed overnight.

Good, pack for a week. Because Tony never did anything by halves. I can get Brucie to go with us, you want me to go pester him about it?

Only if he's not working on something that will potentially explode. Sim exchanged her overnight bag for a duffel bag instead. Anything in particular I should pack?

Something nice. Tony started making his way to where Bruce was, intent on showing him the string of texts. He was sure Bruce wouldn't mind the plane ride in exchange for a week in Italy with Simona.

Sim packed a few nice things as well as a few comfy things. When do I need to be ready by? she texted as she grabbed her bathroom things.

I'll send Happy over in an hour. Tony figured that was enough time for her to pack for a week.

I'll be ready by then. Simona didn't even bother to ask how Happy would know where to go. This was Tony, after all.

And since she had the time, she made a big batch of coffee for on the plane, as well as Bruce's favorite tea. Now that she'd gotten the idea in her head, she found herself rather excited.

An hour later, Happy had the car waiting outside for her.

"All set?" he asked as he put her bags into the trunk. "Boss has the plane waiting."

"Yeah, I'm ready, thanks." Sim smiled at him. "Does Tony do things like this often?" She settled into her seat after making sure the two large containers of coffee and tea were secure.

"What, sudden random trips across the world?" Happy shrugged. "Sometimes. Being stupidly rich lets him do that, I guess."

Sim snorted. "Yeah, that's one way to put it," she muttered. "Does he take people with him usually when he goes traveling for no apparent reason?"

"Why, trying to figure out what he's thinking?" Happy asked, grinning a bit. "Just relax and let him take you on a trip."

"He's a rather difficult man to figure out," Sim said dryly. "Although not as hard to deal with as I expected."

"Then you're one-up on a lot of people," Happy commented. "Anyways, come on, boss-man is waiting."

Sim chuckled and waited for him to pull up at the tarmac to get out, shielding her eyes briefly. "Well, this is going to be interesting," she murmured.

"Have fun," Happy said, getting her things out of the car and taking them onto the plane for her. Tony was already there waiting.

"There you are," he said. "I was starting to think Happy couldn't find your place or something. Ready to go?"

"I brought coffee," she said by way of answer. "And tea." She glanced around. "Nice plane. Looks comfy."

"Of course it does, it is comfy, I wouldn't have anything else," Tony said as he ushered her onto the plane. Bruce was already inside, settled into a seat.

"Hi Bruce." Sim offered him a little smile. "So we're really just going to go to Italy for a week just because?" She glanced back at Tony as she picked a seat, setting the tea and coffee off to the side for now.

Bruce smiled back. "Hello, Sim."

"Yep," Tony replied. "One of the perks of being me, I can go off whenever I please and drag Brucie with me. We went to India last time."

"India, huh? Sounds exotic." She settled down slowly, wrinkling her nose briefly at the mix of smells inside the plane. "How long since your last cup of coffee?"