[It's a good thing the drinks have arrived, because Tony finds himself huffing out a wry laugh of his own.]

Yeah, I feel you on that one.

[And he lifts the glass to take a good long drink. He's pretty sure he didn't actually talk to anyone about Obi by name, but he'd sure thought plenty of nice things about him, hadn't he? Obi's an issue Tony's made a point of not letting himself think about much, even after all these years. So much for that.

He makes himself set the glass down again, though. It would be so easy to just keep drinking.]

My one saving grace is that I think most of the people I talked to already know how much of an asshole I can be. So probably not much of a surprise to them. [He flashes Cisco a quick grin.] Small mercies. But I'm sorry anyway.