"No--the question is the bet, keep up," Tony corrected, hand out flat to make his point, then quickly snatched back as he accepted he might have been talking too fast. It wasn't like Steve was going to take a bet like that in the first place, especially if pushing it meant examining where Tony was getting his thoughts about where Steve could spit. He cleared his throat and muttered, "Forget it. The thing on the station, whatever that was, it was a fluke, is all."