"Yeah, your bear," Tony agreed, absently finding a wrench on the bench to occupy his hands while he smirked at Cal. Juggling it idly, he said, "Your gal, the one with the..." then gestured vaguely to his face with the tool, like that meant anything, "she said you had to prove you could handle her." Maybe not in so many words, and she didn't seem to know what a bear was either, but Tony was pretty sure he got the sentiment right.