"I was merely relaying your arrival to Mr. Stark," JARVIS replied. The door opened and the AI continued, "He is in the garage downstairs."<br/><br/>"No I'm not!" Tony shouted, his voice barely audible through the door.<br/><br/>"Correction. Mr. Stark is in the kitchen, just walk right through and take a left."<br/><br/>It was a little early in the evening, but Tony was already pouring the scotch. He had a glass in his hand as they walked in and took a deep drink from the glass. "So, what's so important that you come all the way from my Tower to my vacation home? You couldn't just call? I mean, that's why I invented the new Starkphone?" He held up his own little phone, entirely touch screen with some holographic capabilities. His of course was the only one that could tap into JARVIS and his suit.