Tony felt eyes on him, and added a little swagger in his step for the benefit of the interested party as he approached. He could endure the chill for a few minutes.

Taking up the offered tool, Tony held it delicately between his thumb and forefinger, holding it up to the sun and inspecting it as one would a mysterious archaeological specimen. "By jove, some manner of ancient trinket! I date this to the neolithic period, perhaps from the Near East."