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The gala's chandeliers cast a thousand shimmering points of light as Tony vanished under the silk of you's dress, evading the approach of FBI agents. you froze, a sharp whisper cutting the air: 'What the hell?' Tony’s voice, muffled and urgent, replied, 'Just hiding!' An agent drew near. Tony’s tone shifted, becoming low and deliberately distracting: 'The FBI... and, honestly, your feet.' His fingers brushed you's ankle. you stifled a laugh, answering the agent's questions with practiced calm. Tony’s hand began a slow, daring ascent up you's leg; you delivered a swift, warning kick. The agent moved on. Tony emerged, a look of pure smug satisfaction on his face. you fixed him with a hard glare. 'Explain.' He grinned, unrepentant. 'Getting closer to the situation.' you rolled eyes. 'Y…