There. See? Throw in one crazy painting and you get what you want. "Rent..?" That sounded dumb. Rent wasn't a word that Tony ever used. It felt weird in his mouth and on his tongue. "Or. And hear me out here. You stop thinking of this as charity and more of a favor to me."

Bucky had a way of making him reveal his hand. Why? Had the guy been paying that much attention? Did he actually remember...?

"You can go house hunting for me. And put whatever rent you think you're going to pay me into college funds for the girls. Especially that runt. She's got a mouth that will probably get her expelled a few times."

Was he smiling? Yeah he was. Tony didn't like kids, as a general rule, but she was different. Annoying, but still different.

"Four of you. One of your bestie. Something with at least four floors and an elevator. Top floor is mine. I don't want monthly protests from the people downstairs because I'm using palm oil."