Daydreaming

Come on. 

Come on, you are Tony Stark. You are the most brilliant engineer, playboy billonair philantrophist ever.

You can read those bazillion-and-five-pages on Balinesan identitiy construction which is important for the next time Bruce decides to hide out in SOA (seriously, he has no style whatsoever. South East Asia. What happened to Paris? Brasil even. Anything, really) and you can only lure him out by talking about something culturally interesting (and he is not going to fall for Wikipedia-generated knowledge, you know that) in some godforsaken far-end-of-the-world-and-then-some-place on Bali.
YOu can do that, Tony Stark (mostly because Rogers will hunt you down if you don't settle things with Bruce. It was your fault he ran off again anyway. Really. No denying his time). 
Right. Bali it is then. 

Oh and don't forget to adjust your armour. That white streak on the pink red must look absolutely fabulous. Really. 

Edit: You know what, Banner? F*** you. I'm gonna build something to drag you out of there whether you want it or not. Bali. No.

((Why am I not majoring in procrastination again?))