"Tired... pathetic... makes you wonder if it's the same thing right now," said Tony, sipping his drink as Oranguru poured Wes a drink after gauging him for a moment.

"Yare, yuta," replied Oranguru, gesturing to the ice and the juice before mixing up a chaser for Wes and sliding it over in a husked shell before doing it for Tony as well.

Tony scowled as he obediently chased his shot. "Look, I messed up okay? Just another thing on another thing. Seems to be another long line in Stark mess ups."