"You are way too impatient sometimes, we can't all move as fast as you," Tony pointed out, though he was already grabbing his stuff and getting up, a little light grumbling he didn't mind, but he didn't want to push Clark's minimal patience too far.

"...Okay, you're on. If we don't break it, I'll get the drinks." it doesn't actually matter, it's not like he can't afford it, and he's not even sure he can do it, but suddenly it's a point of pride in his own idea.