Re: At about six pm
[Infuriated. Because laughing at her? Really? And her hand comes up, a moment from slapping him. Pause. Eyes closed, breath in, the enforced calm of too many years cleaning up his messes] Yes, Tony. I'm mad. I'm mad because you're such an asshole. If it weren't for the metal, I'd be certain you didn't even have a heart. [And heading for the door.]