That nudge, if nothing else, served as a good reminder for Tony to blink and crack his neck with a self-deprecating smirk for watching Jess so closely like she was one hair flip away from actual drool (honestly, the fine view was just a bonus while he studied her for any sense of honesty in that proposal, or even the suggestion that it was a good idea after all, until her distracting sweep of her hair). It covered his haughty reticence, too, as he leaned back on his hand, chin up for her fine observation.
"There's a toll for that," he pointed out helpfully with a particularly impish sidelong look that elaborated well enough on the details. But it was gone as quickly as it came for Tony to shrug and do exactly what Jess expected; "Check the papers, it's all out there. How are you turning this around on me?" They had wandered around it long enough, anyway. "What the hell have you been doing?"