Tony is headed to the garage to see if he can scrounge up a couple odds and ends he doesn't have in his own stash of engineering miscellanea. He's absorbed in his notes, chewing a pencil and staring down at his schematics as he walks - which is why he walks straight into a certain excitable young teen heading the other way.

"Whoa!" Tony fumbles for his notebook, just managing to snag it and the pencil before they both go tumbling to the floor. "Sorry, totally didn't see you. Hey, Stork. Where are you guys headed?"

The question is automatic, purely conversational in a and-where-are-you-off-to-in-such-a-hurry kind of way, but now that he's said it, he is actually curious where the two other engineers are going.