[Rikki narrows her eyes and wrinkles her nose at Tony.] Well, excuse me, then. [To Bruce,] Ooohh, right, yeah forgot about that. She probably did. Good for her. Probably safer where he comes from, anyway...
On the point of the comms, bear in mind I don't recall anyone ever mentioning remembering feeling drugged or anything when they woke up...if we'd been knocked out for the implantation, at least someone would've, yeah? Thing is they put us out all the time, Tony. At least once a week, most of the time. One second, in the middle of a conversation with someone, next minute waking up as though we'd been sleeping all night and that was when all the crazy shit would go down. Every Thursday, just about, like fucking clockwork.
[Rikki prepares to rebut with 'I meant you rather than him testing,' but doesn't bother once Tony points out that Steve has already spilled the beans. Looks unimpressed at the fact that Beefcake beat her to the punch.] He would ramble on about it... You don't have to buy it, but it is what it is. I like that you better. He's funnier. Admittedly, I'll miss the races, though. ['And the friendship,' goes unsaid.]
Right, so don't. Okay, well... [Gestures toward the door through which she and Bruce had come. To Bruce,] Going? Staying? I'm done playing show and fucking tell if he's not even going to give you the benefit of the doubt, mate.