Hand still brushing against her waist, Tony half guided and half led her towards the front door, exchanging pleasantries towards those he passed.
"I always prefer my place," he said blandly as he called his car with a press of a button - damn, JARVIS had gotten good at autodriving. It just made it simpler in the morning.
"So," he said as he unlocked the car and swung into the drivers seat. "How much Russian do you know?"