With a nod, he’d taken the iPhone out of note mode and slipped it back in his belt’s cradle. “I’ll keep an eye out for what you need, then M…Ingrid” He smiled a bit and took a look at the set as she spoke “I’m not much for snooping anyway, Ingrid. I understand a few things about personal space and its importance. In regards to ideas, well…I’ll try to give you as much input as you ask for, and will do my best not to abuse the privilege.” He was more than happy to buzz around while she worked, but it appear as though things were already about to start. Good thing he already had breakfast.<br/><br/>The first thing he thought when he saw Draven was<em>’Hmph…’</em>. There’s just some things that can’t be taken out of people, especially Anthony. One of those things, was an almost immediate size-up of another man who could be seen as a legitimate threat, and though the man was quite an imposing figure, Tony wasn’t impressed as of yet. Still…he could imagine that the guy could take a damn fine picture if he needed to . He hung back to let the artist take in her subject, and went to grab them both a bottled water. He was on the clock.<br/><br/>He returned to them with a water in each hand, offering them both simultaneously with a silent raise of his eyebrow.<br/><br/>