"Alright then Sherlock, you can wash yourself, the soap's right there." The tub water's almost at Sherlock's waist so Bruce turns the tap off, before turning away. "You can wash with your clothes on, just try to get that ink out of your hair."

Turning to Tony, Bruce's expression is as unimpressed as ever. "Then you can wait until Sherlock's done." He turns and catches a glimpse of his face in the mirror, sighing and getting a towel, running it under warm water and lathering it up with some soap before getting to work on cleaning his face.