His shower felt like it took longer with Jarvis badgering him the whole way through it until he told the AI to get out and go bug someone else in the house. Eventually, Tony emerged, showered and shaved, and dressed in jeans and a shirt with his old worn trainers on as he trotted downstairs. He thought that maybe he had a little time before Rhodey was going to show up, but then again, he was thinking in measures of a private plane and not portkeys, so of course, Tony had miscalculated. His foot was just entering the kitchen when the doorbell rang.
Of course, sir. Because I entertain so much better than you. What with my wild parties and drunken slurs...
"I get it! Just...go do some diagnostics or something on his suit." And he made a motion for him to shoo at the airspace above him. Tony turned on his heel and practically bounced up the little staircase to the door before opening. "Hey, platypus! Long time, no see. How was your honeymoon?" Yeah, Tony wasn't letting him live that one down ever.