"I never saw Hulk's digs." Not his. Hulk's. Don't you start conflating them, too, Tony.

He twitches inside the suit when the helmet closes around him, but FRIDAY has anticipated his responses at this point and keeps him from falling back through a wall or stomping through the floor. At least if he did either of those things, he might be able to dissuade Tony from this course of action.

"And we don't have any local currency and unless you're using cans of tuna as trade goods, I don't think we're going to get far in polite society." He's not going to panic. He's not going to panic. He's going to close his eyes, take a few deep breaths and--

"There's got to be a better way!"