"You’re a man of something, I’m not sure if taste is what I’d call it," said Harry, kissing him before reaching around to pick up his favorite to-go coffee mug. It was an old time animated Mickey Mouse cup. After filling Tony’s cup, Harry reached over and filled one for Gibbs in a simple black travel mug. "Black like Gibb’s coffee’ Harry had said the day he bought it for Tony’s boss. Harry didn’t understand how either of them liked the black bitter drink so much. He had grown up a proper Brit where black tea was the only acceptable drink, thank you very much. Tony had the feeling that if Ducky ever met his husband he’d never see the two again. They’d hide away to talk about all the British things they missed while being surrounded by coffee drinking heathens.