"You've been catching bad guys a lot longer than me, General," Tony pointed out, relaxing back now like he was just throwing out figures at a brainstorming session for the new processor account. "You tell me; is this escalation, or is it a punctuation mark? You think he's content with her having a few nightmares for a couple of weeks?"
Fuck, he wanted another cigarette. And the coffee was really terrible. And he wasn't so into the burrito anymore. Tony was smoothing out his napkin again, another project already forming, taking up his focus.