[Charles honestly hadn't been expecting him, obviously. He glanced up at the knock on his door, sent out enough of a telepathic probe to tell who it was before Tony spoke and went over to open it, already looking a little confused and more than a little concerned.]
Excuse me? [But wait, more important question that he already knows the answer to first.]
no subject
Excuse me? [But wait, more important question that he already knows the answer to first.]
Are you drunk?