"It's a joke," Tony smirked, leading the way back to the elevator. "But I do need something to drink after the day I've had. There are snacks at the bar."
Tony shook his head with a smirk and pressed the floor level they needed to go to, "It's not on the right floor. And it's not the best I can offer." He clapped Bruce on the back gently. "You, my friend, deserve the best."