Well played. At this distance, Tony didn't have the time to react and found himself sliding into the basin of the bubble like a roly poly as it lifted him off of Bruce, the corner of his blanket caught in the spell like a tail dangling out of the trap and tugging the ghoul face out of form. It took Tony some maneuvering to flip into a more casual lounge, feet still above his head but chin propped in his hand as he shot a grin at Bruce. "Fancy meeting you here," he greeted, as though he had just innocently floated into this scene in this bubble. "Shouldn't you have plenty of Head to be giving right now?"