Some of those words were processed, or at very least stored for later review. The wedding function was not halted, anyway. Virus? Tony started to laugh, only pausing long enough to go 'oop--' as the jerk on his arm made the ice clatter in his glass and splash gin and tonic over his hand. He grabbed a fistful of Happy's shirt, because he was evidently not as steady as he thought, which was also hilarious. "Dude, your mom," also hilarious, and Tony had to just give up. He pressed the cool glass in his hand to his lips, trying to gain some point of focus and keep the giggling under control because Happy didn't seem terribly charmed by it and was giving him very little cues to work with. Okay, so all of the laughing wasn't actually all that funny, what did Happy know? His mom must not have shown, he was totally freezing up on Tony. He wasn't working, the party was for him, "Loosen up, man, I feel like I just ran into my physics professor on Sunday night, what is this?"