[Tony stops. Blinks. Looks at Jack -- right. He knows him. Definitely not from the playboy side. Important to Pepper. Ding-ding-ding, his twelve percent son! He grins -- not out of recognition so much as amusement to the comment.]

And let them have all the fun? Never. [Not once. Nope.] Only, the diamond-in-the-rough I'm looking for isn't attached to a ring. Pendant. Shirt. [A vague gesture.] Whatever they like it being attached to.