"You're doing this backwards," Tony muttered as Tommy rambled, and only clarified after a beat, "Not, 'I saw this and it made me think of you', but 'I was thinking of you so I got you something'. That's what flowers are for. No wonder you're already out of ideas." He scratched through his hair again, hands flexing without something to occupy them, then pushed a knuckle against his lip, very aware that he didn't need to say all of that. It still didn't stop him from talking more, "You could start with 'why'. You know, 'I thought you deserved a break, so I got you a boat'. 'I thought you'd look good in silk, so I got you these--pants.'"