If only he knew. Tony glanced back at Gladio and winked at him with the most devious of smiles. His brain was working magic over here and he wanted the other man to know.

He laughed. "That's why you're on deck, because there's no way I can work and not talk. If I can't be trusted with the subject matter, that leaves everything riding on those chiseled to perfection shoulders of yours."

He noticed something on the ground though and went over to snoop. Yep, another live wire. Did no one give this place a proper inspection before shutting it down? Pulled out some tools from the belt he wore and crouched low. "I'm still waiting.." He teased, even as he kept his eyes on what he was doing. These could really start a fire if they weren't careful. "Glad we let this place dry out before we started work," he muttered. As nasty as the chocolate was caked on things, the moisture could've been a lot worse.