Heading straight for the mini bar she mixed herself a drink and found the tomato juice in the fridge. "We are all on orders to keep you from your armor when you're drinking. So you would have had to get past us all to do it." Sipping at the drink she sighed. "Very funny. Some of us don't have 'people' to put us to bed when we pass out. This is called slumming it. So what do you want, Tony?"