The roof garden overlooks the Hudson from the upper area of the Avengers's personal building, nestled inside the U-shape. The ends of the building stretch to either side, all sleek white walls and glass windows. The garden houses only grass, a single tree (now barren of leaves), and a bench. Tony sits there, huddled in a black duffel coat, facing the view of the Hudson. His tie he's entwined through the branches of the tree as makeshift Christmas tree lights, and beside him on the bench, which he swept the snow off of, is a half-empty cocktail glass.

When Steve speaks, Tony quietly huffs. His breath condenses in the air. "Worried I'll vanish into the cold of the night like a spirit from Dickens?" he deflects, head tilted toward Steve.