"Oh," Wash shrugged a little, "Well this should turn out well, then." He said it dryly, though without much worry.
"Thanks, buddy!" Wash replied to Jarvis. "I think he likes me!" He grinned.
"See? It's the knocking out of the sky part that worries me. Not that falling to my death wouldn't be exciting and thrilling, it's the landing in a pile of broken bones and jello flesh that make it less than appealing," Wash said. "But I won't misbehave...at least not on purpose."
Wash took a moment to think if he had to use the restroom.
"Wait! No, I'm good. Well...no, I think I can--I'm good!"
Flash to five minutes later stepping out of Tony's restroom, wiping still damp hands on his pants.
"Okay! I'm ready!" Wash said enthusiastically with a grin.