"But what about the rush?" was all Tony could say in his defense, because no matter on what personal level that was meant to be insulting, it was a difficult one to argue.
He slid over in his booth as Danny returned, suggesting he keep close so Tony could drape an arm around his shoulders, his phone already open to his photo reel so he could say, "Look at that." The '34 Brough Superior sitting in his workshop looked like it had finally been treated to Tony's loving restoration. "Like putty in my hands. She's practically a virgin now."