Tony shrugs, sniffing at the toast before e butters it. He has a strange way of sitting in the chair, pouring himself into it, and drapes over the side. There's a yawn.

As much as he likes being shared, and he does, really, they need to discuss Pepper. And her treatment. Preferably with Pepper in attendance. There's always a method to Stark madness.

"Just fine. So we got working on the temperature gauge watch. It's sporty, stylish, and can take a lot of fire damage."