[ he gives the other man an assessing once over, patting sumo idly as the dog goes to take over his bed. tony would die for him already. ]

Nah, I can see it.

[ tony's smile grows as hank goes on, just letting him spin himself out before interjecting. ]

I'm on both sides of the equation. But mostly I fly around in a soup can shooting terrorists in the face. [ it's a lifestyle. ] And destroying their weapons, more to the point. ...Some of which I built.

[ he shakes his head. ] Pepper runs the day-to-day, traveling, negotiating. The peer-to-peer stuff. I've been told I don't play well with others.

But yeah, I'm on a team anyway! Because, smart guy, and like they were in need of one of those, I guess. Steve's our fearless leader, big tall blonde supermodel looking brodude, you can't miss him. As sweet and wholesomely American as fresh apple pie, too.

[ tony... ] So I was thinking- oak barrels? For the whiskey. Or whatever kind of trees we have. Magic trees, probably. And I'll see if I can scare up enough ore to line it with. I'll ask the fairies about that, I guess. It usually goes super well for me, not a waste of time at all.