"You're damn right its shiny," Tony said, calming also. He wasn't the type to get mad, he was the type to get even. And when his opponent calmed down it usually worked to get his own temper down quite quickly.
The closer the man got the worse off he looked. It was entirely possible he had looked both ways before he cross the street and just not seen the car coming up on him, though if Tony was an honest man he'd admit that he'd taken the turn too quickly and few pedestrians wouldn't have been caught by surprise at it. Luckily he was not an honest man in that stance.
The comment about the owner made him huff, though not in an angry way. More like... mildly irritated. "I was born with a certain level of both, then I earned the right to raise them both up." He opened the buttoned shirt, revealing an undershirt, throwing the wet mess into the trunk of his care before looking over. The City could be a beautiful thing sometimes, since they were right in front of a bar, which was obviously where they needed to be. "Look, you obviously need a drink, and I just spilled all of mine, so how about we trade insults over a good bourbon?"