"You're insane," Tony declared, realizing he had been down in this workshop for a disgustingly long time and clearly had missed an event happening under his own roof. He had some catching up to do. "I love it." Before they went anywhere, though, Tony had to address the poor job he had done buttoning his shirt so he didn't start walking around looking like one of their lovesick clients, and his jacket was down here somewhere, he was sure. "Come on, I showed you mine," he said as he pushed back his chair to check under a desk for his clothes, re-buttoning with one hand. "And you can ask Kitty to come. Someone has to christen this fine piece of work properly. We can film that, too."