"You just keep talking yourself out of your suit more and more, Sophie. Hmm, I could use it for parts for mine when I break something on it," Tony said, tapping at his chin. Whether he was just screwing with her or not remained to be seen, but if he heard one note of shitty country in his workshop, that suit was so getting dismantled while she watched. Yes, he loathed it that much.
"Nothing," he shrugged, "...major," but he gave this shifty look to Rhodey that meant he had done something, but he wasn't going to say one way or another. "House is just annoying, from the stories I hear. He's harmless I think." Which the only reason he thought that of House was because he didn't know what he'd done.
"Chinese is fine with me. You know I'll eat anything as long as there's meat in it. And soy sauce."