I like being a redhead. [With a vague groan, Pepper makes his way bathroom word, feeling vaguely like he may be sick (from whatever he drank the night before, not because of his hair). There's the sound of water running while he dislodges the sideburns and the tache.]
[Tony's voice is an echo from the other room as he picks up his discarded shirt to wipe the excessive amounts of makeup from his face. This was definitely one of the more unexpected photos to ever have from a party. He really doubted this one was actually his idea. If it had been, Pepper would have been the one with the makeup.]
See? That's the spirit. [He cleaned the rest of the makeup off with the cloth, trying to stow the shirt before Pepper could get a glimpse of it. Sometimes He really wished he could remember these parties. He would have to see if anything interesting happened on the tapes later.]
You'll be back to your red-headed self in no time.
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I'm never going to a party with you again. Ever. Especially a no-suits party.
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[He rolls over putting an arm over his eyes.]
I can't believe you dyed my hair. I think it was you anyway.
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[Tony's voice is an echo from the other room as he picks up his discarded shirt to wipe the excessive amounts of makeup from his face. This was definitely one of the more unexpected photos to ever have from a party. He really doubted this one was actually his idea. If it had been, Pepper would have been the one with the makeup.]
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[He emerges, free of facial hair, and tosses Tony a face cloth.]
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You'll be back to your red-headed self in no time.
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