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[toblameforit]

Tony stumbles into the kitchen wearing beat-up jeans, a white tank top, mismatched socks in scuffed old sneakers, and a triumphant grin. His hair is a mess and his clothing is covered in smudges of dirt and various colours of sawdust. Clearly, however, something is going right for him.

He makes a beeline for the coffee machine.

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[alyce-follows.livejournal.com]

Alyce walks into the kitchen about the same time Tony does. She's rumpled from sleep - a deep, good sleep - but she looks about a hundred times less tense and miserable than she did last night. She's also working those blue silk pajamas. They're a good color for her, and despite being too big, she feels both comfortable and cute.

When she sees Sherlock, forgetting that his brother is either his twin... or something like that, she smiles with something close to her usual sparkle.

"Hi," she says. "Jarvis is really- um. Helpful."

It's around 'really' that she realizes that she's talking to Tony and not Sherlock. It's the way he moves and dresses that gives him away.

"Good morning."

She clears her throat.

"Haven't broken anything so far."