"Business school, huh?" Tony looks Behrad up and down and ends in a shrug. "That checks out. Lets go get our bag... of rice."

Suddenly, he feels anxious, and not just because the guards are eyeing him up again. He is probably going to freak out when he meets this Behrad's Zari and he's already trying to stay the panic from clawing up his throat. He leans over to tap Behrad on the arm and give secret service a cheeky thumbs-up before following the man back to the house.

"They're a barrel of laughs."