Apartment Above Stark Industries, Wednesday Night

[tyler_back]

Outside, it was freezing and the snow was still blowing around like it would never be warm again.

Inside, it was warm, there was coffee, and Tyler was trolling survivalist forums on his laptop. Randomly insulting people hadn't lost its thrill.

"Will anyone deliver in this?" he asked Tony, not looking up.

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[not_ironmaiden]

Tony looked up from his barren fridge. He really needed to remember to do that whole... shopping. Thing.

Or get Jarvis to have people deliver it.

"If they get a large enough tip, I don't see why not."

[tyler_back]

"Tips solve many problems," Tyler agreed, and laughed to himself as he gave some intentionally wrong and possibly dangerous advice about preserving dried beans. "Mexican?"

[not_ironmaiden]

"As long as it's not frozen." Sadly, there was no joke about the weather in there. "Are you still messing with people?"

Not that he didn't approve of it, mind.

[tyler_back]

"I can handle tipping for not-frozen things," Tyler said, clicking over to the Mexican restaurant website to place a way-too-large order that would feed them for a few days. "And only stupid people. They think God likes them better if they buy iodine tablets."