A space ship. Well, that was cool. Tony had been looking into getting Stark involved in a space program before he'd come here. The Iron Man suit worked well enough as a space transport, but he didn't have much to do out there without some sort of space station, or ship.
He nodded, taking a drink, then smirked at the offer. He was a pilot as well, after all, and despite Brody's prodding over the years he'd never let the other touch any of his toys. Still... maybe there were a few things the man could do, if he was half decent.
"Do you do test piloting? You know, the kind that more than half the time goes terribly wrong," he said. Sometimes you couldn't both pilot and study how something was working out, and in those cases even Tony needed a second pair of eyes, hands, or a body. He could always ask Annie or Bruce, but those two were often too responsible for his taste. Maybe a guy stumbling around in the street this early in the day was less conservative.