It was true; Tony knew very little about art despite the fact that he'd once had a very large and expensive collection of it that he had, in what he liked to consider a fit of good will (but realistically was just a fit of mania pertaining to his at-the-time impending death) donated it to the Boy Scouts of America. In any case, it wasn't as if he'd really liked that art - it had always been more Pepper's thing. Still, he knew what he liked. He could recognize talent when he saw it. Steve had that. "I can tell. What are you going for? I assume art has -- like. Fields." Everything else did.
"And -- yeah, sure. Of course I am. Uh. I've doubled down a bit for R&D at SI. Working on new, you know. Phones. Greener stuff. Solar charging." And some Iron Man stuff. But that -- he wasn't going to talk about that right now. It felt like a poor idea. "Dummy's -- he's good. Still an idiot." Tony sucked on his front teeth, glanced down at his empty glass. When had that happened? "I think he misses Pep, a bit."