"Raincheck." Maybe. The mood was gone, whether it would come back or not, who knew? But he was definitely quieter now, just watching Tony deal with the questions before he finally pulled himself up to go back to work. Work was good for helping to shut off his brain. If he kept going, kept pushing himself, he'd be too tired to be able to do more than fall into bed tonight. No laying awake wondering...

"Think there'll be some overlap, but sure. Maybe certain days could be cheaper than others? Happy hour? Ladies night." Gladio grinned. "We'll make the money. Maybe we need to think about juices and stuff as well as the alcoholic drinks?"