[So Tony got tasked with sorting out the greenhouse. He doesn't know shit about gardening. Great! Anyways this means he has boxes of wilted vegetables he needs to bring to the [insert wherever trash gets piled until it gets burned]? And oh look, there's a familiar face!

Here, buddy. It's just Tony shoving a box of moldy turnips into your arms and signing.]

Let's walk and talk.

[Okay? Okay.]