[ Bruce nearly steps close enough for a hug, but manages to stop himself just short of doing it, even if it still looks a bit awkward between Tony clapping his shoulder and him eventually taking a step back. Moving on. ]

You mean in the string of about five short texts we've exchanged? [ It wasn't really in his list of priorities. ] Now you know. Ho ho ho, I guess.

[ Now to put all the ducks in a row. ] What's the last thing you remember? [ There, easy way to start. Easy-ish. ]