[Not at all expecting a reaction like that. Tony drops his drink and stumbles back letting out a loud gasp of air. Clutching his stomach with one hand. He can't help but smirk at the hissing Brit. Then looks at Bruce.]

Wow, you know how to pick them...

[He turns his gaze back to the other, in his mind the reaction only meant one thing.]

I will not be surprised if you're one of Slytherin's beaters.