Cheers (Cameron)(Adult Content)
Regardless of having a full liquor cabinet at home, Tony felt the need to get out to a place where nobody knows his name. That kind of jazz. Highly doubted he could find someone who hadn't heard the name Tony Stark before, even if he was in a parallel universe or wherever the hell this is. Before heading out, he gave Salt a little of rub to the head, and sent her on her way. He trusted Pepper to not let the little thing get too lost in the house, but whenever he was in the shop or off, she stayed close by the living room. Good thing for that.
He still didn't have information on this place, and being uninformed was driving him up the wall. His GPS in his car seemed to be working, and it navigated these strange streets well enough. What he needed was a bar. One where he could keep them coming for a while. He picked a random one and headed there, hoping he'd find something worthwhile there, after all, he couldn't let his brain idle for too long or boredom kicked in and bad things happened.
He pulled up and turned on the alarm, then headed inside, his leather jacket pulled on over a t-shirt since it was a little chilly out tonight. Once inside, Tony waved to the bartender, "The best scotch you got on the rocks," and laid Mr. Benjamin down on the counter to get his point across that he'd better not bring him the cheap stuff.