"Lady and gentlemen!" Tony greeted. "The news is already going crazy. Good job."

Jim pulled off his goggles, then his mask, and he gave Tony a nod. "I'm... going to go--"

"Go down--" Tony interrupted, as he was so good at doing, "to my gym where there are things hardened for me to practice on with the armor and do whatever you want to do there."

And for once, he found himself grateful to the spoiled brat. "Point me there."