“Incoming call, sir.”
Tony considered replying to that, but it would require lifting his mouth from his coffee. It wasn’t Steve, or Rhodey, and it wasn’t SHIELD, because Jarvis would’ve mentioned them by name.
And Pepper, he would’ve just put through without any warning, because he knew better than to let Tony screen that call.
Tony raised one hand, his middle finger extended in a universal sign of ‘just a second, and go to hell while you wait.’ He drained his coffee with a sigh. “Okay,” he said, dropping the cup onto his workbench. “Who the fuck is calling me at two am?”
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