Soph giggles and hugs him back, careful not to get the frosting on her hands onto him.

Hugs.

Soph peers at the completed chimney, critically, rummages through her supplies, and finally bites her hand for a puff of white cotton candy to tuck in the end by way of smoke.

"Best gingerbread house," Tony declares.

"Yes. None of the others are tiny Jarvises. All the best houses are Jarvises."

"Stop it, I'm blushing."

Tony giggles.

Soph also giggles.

"Okay, now who's gonna help us eat it?"

"I could probably get Bella to take, like, a wall, but basically nobody, we could just let it stand around being pretty till it gets stale and eat the spare bits?" She points at the window cutouts and remaining frosting.

"Aww, but demolishing it and eating the wreckage is half the fun!"

Soph laughs. "Okay, we can eat it, but I dunno if we can finish it just the two of us with Bella maybe eating one wall."

"I bet we can."

"It's a pity it's not in Sherlock's diet all the same." She inspects the house, looking for the best part to break off first. "Any last words?" she asks it.

Tony allows the gingerbread house a moment to respond, and then says, "Guess not," and breaks off the chimney.

"Rawr," says Soph theatrically, and she takes a roof-half.

Nomty nomty nom!

Soph runs out of steam before they've even broken into the first floor, and pauses in her demolishing, chewing the gingerbed gum quilt and the gum rug. "You'll have to go on without me," she says, laying her hand on her forehead. "I'm done for."

Tony giggles.

Soph blows a bubble at him.

He pokes it with his finger.

It has admirable resilience and does not pop all over her face. He does successfully make her giggle, though.

He giggles right back!

Soph retrieves her bubble. Chew, chew. "You wanna watch Blade Runner now while you eat the rest of the house?"

He laughs. "Sure, why not."