Gladio just looked over at Tony with a raised brow, waiting for a few seconds for him to readjust his choices. But when he didn't... "You get Prompto and Regis...?" While he was pretty sure Tony had just picked people he had yet to piss off, Gladio couldn't help feeling a little... unamused that the asshole had picked two of the five people from his world that he called family. But, he'd also said there would be overlap. And aside from the last two...

"Not sure I like this game." He decided and went back to shovelling up debris.

"But so long as we don't serve an underage kid alcohol I don't see why they can't go in the bar. That's why I said we should think about juices. Maybe soda's." They'll be selling food, after all. And have some games, if Tony got his way. People would want to come in and the money of a 16 year old was just as good as the money of a 60 year old.