She hadn't held Steve's ruling against him, but she may have grumbled about the balance of programable sand.
"You're calling me from Space Florida? What the hell cell phone plan do you have?" Tony wanted that plan. The Doctor was starting to give him slight pains of tech envy. "We'll take care of the Doctor's evil twin later. Get better, man."
Headed home.
Jane frowned. She should have expected it. Steve had a place where he belonged and she had her TARDIS. She did her best to pretend she wasn't listening in on Steve's phone conversation and spiked the ball into the air. The Doctor didn't have a home. Gallifrey wasn't just reduced to rubble. It was gone.
They couldn't stay on Space Florida forever. For one, it would get dreadfully boring.