Awkward was as good a word as for it. There were better. There had to be. But if he was going to get a chair, that would take a little bit of time. Just a bit. He'd come back, too. Unless it was a lie and he was scooting out for good, but then again...who could possibly pay him as well as Justin Hammer? Unless Tony Stark came along and told him to quit it and offered more, well...he was pretty much in as best he could be.

"That'd be. Great. Yeah. I'll be...right here."

Captain Obvious. Yes, he knew. But he was a little scatterbrained at the moment, and who could blame him?

Fortunately, it hadn't been a total deterrent, and he managed to completely get rid of the physical sign of his frustration, clean himself off, and make himself far more presentable in less than four minutes. Shameful? Maybe. But he had a deadline (self-imposed), God damn it, and he always made them, hell or highwater.