"Not filling me with confidence here, Gandalf." Wizard, warlock, same difference. Tony slings his hands in his pockets, Journal tucked up under one arm as he peers past Constantine to survey his home now that it's not quite so full of smoke. How does the other half (magically inclined) live? Strange had his place full of artifacts but those are probably in short supply around here. "Mm? Oh, yeah. Only one I could remember off the top of my head."

Tony's brows lift. "You said you did exorcisms and shit. Figured that would be useful or...something?"