Harvey leaned against one of the grimy walls, quietly surveying the area for any sign of life other than what vermin might scurry about. The thin layer of dust was enough to ease his mind that he was alone, so planning then-

A place to stay, a way to survive. He flipped his coin unconsciously, rolling it in his fingers- Are you going to pull a quarter from behind my ear next? Cute Harvey, how-

His head shot up at a sound, turning sharply. The suit was certainly a recognizable enough for his good eye to narrow.

"Tony." He said. "Being Bruce's errand boy?"