Jane watches him struggle with no small amount of amusement. Leave it to Tony to completely get lost in his work.

In a way, he was a lot like her. She tended to do that too -- get so caught up in her research and studying and working and curiousity about everything ever that sometimes she forgets to even eat.

She gives him a little lopsided smirk, and folds her arms over her chest.

"Tony, it is Wednesday."