[Someone is rummaging around in a cabinet, his head stuck inside it. There's the tinkling of glass hitting lightly against more glass. The person emerges to reveal Tony Stark.]

I know there was at least three more bottles. Miss Rushman ordered a case....

[He moves over to the cabinetry in the kitchen, picking the device up and taking it with him but not yet noticing it's recording. He rummages in some of these cabinets as before. He picks the device up again and carries it upstairs.]

JARVIS, have there been any unauthorized entries into the house?

⌈No, Sir. Only yourself, Miss Tyler and Miss Rushman..⌋

[This revelation illicites a grumble of inarticulate words from Tony as he sets the device on top of the liquor cabinet in his room. After some more rummaging he bites off a curse. He finally realizes the device is recording, sighs and addresses it directly.]

I seem to have drunk a great deal more Scotch than I had thought last month.

I'm going to The Lux.

[Private to Miss Rushman]

Order two cases of Scotch this month.

[Private to Miss Tyler]

Rose, did you drink three bottles of Scotch without telling me? I understand if you did considering what you've been going through but I'm missing a couple of very old bottles. I'd like to account for them.

JARVIS --ak- su-- ---s Ty-l-- and Miss Ru---an are sa--. Obviously I'm -- th- tra---.

Th---gs aren't g----g so well he--. Stay of- the ---in if yo--e not go--en on.


[Action for those on the train]

[Tony is in compartment Nine pacing back and forth with a glass of Scotch. He keeps poking at the device trying to increase the reception or contact JARVIS. Thus far he's not entirely sure he's getting through but he is certain that JARVIS can't get through to him.]

[Tony is sitting up in bed. He hasn't got a shirt on and the sheets are pooled at his waist. One wrist is handcuffed to a sleeping blonde. There's a bot delivering a pot of coffee and one of tea.]

Do try not to spill it, Dummy.

[Then he looks to the device]

I've had worse mornings.

[The device shows a small white slip of paper amid the shards of a broken fortune cookie. The paper says:]

Yes, go ahead with confidence, as long as your insurance is paid up

It always is.

[And the video clicks off]

[Tony is leaning against the bleachers outside the football field. He has sunglasses on and a stack of books next to him. The books appear to be untouched.]

I've got some unexpected free time in my schedule. I'm taking offers from the various clubs. If you'd like to have me join, come tell me what you can do for me.

[ooc:Tony is the kid at Westerberg everyone wants to hate. He's good at athletics and does well in school. He also, naturally, thinks quite highly of himself.]

[Private to Employees of Stark Industries]

Take the week off and don't call me unless there are explosions that Dummy can't handle.


[Private to Miss Rushman]

Go ahead and take the week off as well. I don't expect to need anything in the upcoming week.

On second thought...

Take the week off with the provision of keeping your device close. I don't like not being able to get in touch with you.

[/Private]

City, I'd like to introduce to my new wife. Most of you know her as fireplacegirl however I'm sure she won't object to being called Mrs. Stark now.

Yes there is a ring and I didn't have to be guilty to buy it.

[ooc: Need it be said he's been hit with the family curse. Several complexities later it will actually be legal. Log of the 'ceremony' to be incoming. I just wanted to get this up because of RL]