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[krasnaya_vdova]

Oh, c'mon. I was making sure they tasted good, not testing for poison. [She hands them over with a smile. The cookies are pleasantly soft, a little more brown sugar and vanilla than usual, but it had been an old cookbook. Of course, maybe that had been why Steve liked them.]

That's honestly a terrifying idea, you know. Oh, but actually--

[She pauses, pulling out a very ugly stuffed toy, and tosses it lightly toward DUM-E. Can he catch? Who knows. Yes, she got something for your robots, Tony. Hopefully they can share.]

Didn't want them to feel left out.

[buildsomething]

[Dum-E does might have caught it, if he'd had any idea it was coming. As it was, the toy bounces off of his frame and Dum-E's claw twists around to inspect it. A moment or so of poking the thing, and he finally picks it up with an air of pride.

Tony, who'd watched the entire thing with open amusement, snorts and flicks a look Ava's way.]

I'm sure he appreciates it.

[The bot seems pleased at least, toy still held aloft as he scoots over towards his charging station.]