Tony pauses in a mid spin, the look on his face one of complete and clear confusion. He's not drunk. He hasn't been drunk in a while now, the plastic starter chip a heavy reminder of what he's been trying to accomplish.

"No. Why? They showing reruns about the house again? You know you'd think that would grow old..."

He smirks at Clint's comment shrugging his shoulders.

"What do you expect? I made it ....yesterday? I think it was yesterday."