That was a promising response, and Tony tried to smile back and not look as worried as he felt, tucking his helmet under one arm casually. "Sure, 'course, got plenty of junk lying around that should be put to use, and it looks like you're already dialed in, you've got the mothcat market cornered," he said with a nod toward her very well-received bag design. "And--listen, Stardust, if you like magic--" he offered, starting to grimace for even offering it, but she had seemed interested, "You should ask Billy some time. He could probably make you a grapefruit. Make a grapefruit for you. I wouldn't eat it, honestly, god knows what that could do to you, but he could do it."