"I'm good," Wash gruffed, holding onto Tony's shoulder for a moment to right his head.
"Sure, sure. I look forward to being blown up in a glorious and colorful fashion, sir," he stated. "Thanks for the...thing," he said shaking the phone, "And the other thing," he said, pointing to the drink.
With a final smirk and feeling good enough to drum a little nonsensical beat on his chest with his fingers he eventually found the exit and worked really hard on getting to a place with food.