Pushing off his heel to follow, Tony had an extra spring in his step at the thought of music. He had bothered to upload a few favorites to F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s storage, but barely. He had so very, very badly taken streaming for granted.

"отлично. Well. Except for the part they conveniently never lead home. I'm calling some manner of malicious intelligent design, there." He scratched the bridge of his nose where his glasses sat. "So...crazy circumstances, crazy questions. Kitty's said there's a Tony Stark in her little dimensional bubble. Chance there's a Tony Stark floating around in yours?"