"I know better. You're a real bad investment, Stark," he grinned and sat back, glad for a reprieve from trying to charm strangers. Stark was usually entertaining company, at least, and probably wouldn't try to sell him on Jesus. "Ridiculously high buy in, low returns. I'd rather hedge my bets on smarter ventures." He tipped his glass in Tony's direction as he finished it then rose from the table with a finger up- wait a sec- and came back with two waters. Danny knew he could use it, he'd had more than a couple glasses of wine and champagne. "It's good to see you, man."