"Très domestique," Tony called back as he laid back onto the bed. Harry Potter--unexpected, but welcome. He'd never gotten around to the books, but he was always the avid movie goer. He fondly recalled the days of putting Bruce to sleep with them.

"How's the gym here treating you? Let me know if you need a proper challenge." Tony crossed one leg over the other, setting the tome back to the side. "Unless you're liking the quiet life."