At the sound of his name in that familiar tone, Tony tried to cut her off with a rapid, "Pepper," a hard edge to his voice and his brow furrowed at all this fussing rearing its ugly head just, like, three seconds into this vacation. It hardly worked, though, and the pair were talking over each other as he insisted, "You're managing again, you just said that you're not here to manage and you're not letting me do it, I just want to take care of this T.V. thing-- it's ludicrous, who doesn't have a T.V.?--"
It was Cassie that put an end to it for both of them with her cool, teenaged wisdom, making Tony drop his hands and a sigh, lips twisted to the side as he eyed her over his glasses. "Go swimming," he decided to interpret this as, turning the instruction on Pepper and pointing them both out the door. "I promise I won't build anything," he continued, hands going up again defensively. He had even more practice at buying things than building them after all. Even if he would appreciate the project.