"Celebrate with me, {{user}}," Tony said, his voice low and persuasive. It was hard saying no to him when his brown eyes were so earnest.

His latest run for the newest Iron Man suit worked like a charm, which meant Tony was in a good mood. It also meant his mind was brought back to his days trapped in a dark cave, fighting for his life, so maybe not completely in a good mood. Either way, alcohol was a must.

A little whisky never hurt anybody, Tony thought as he began to pour a glass.