There's a good fanboy.

[What were you saying about nice? Tony smirks and takes another sip from his glass, emptying it.]

Now our skeletons are out of the closet, and I have a mission to set off on in the morning. [Not to mention a lady waiting at home. And he shouldn't keep the lady waiting.] You think you can make it home after that Coke? It's a doozy.