He rolls his eyes at the diss, if that's even how Tony meant it. He doesn't care either way, it was obvious the man didn't want to sleep with him. And since they're apparently working together, John can't justify putting much behind his flirting either. With that said, he doesn't mind being looked at like a slab of meat, on occasion. Even when he senses it isn't about him at all. A distraction maybe, and he is familiar with being that. Time to be as distracting as possible, then.

"Let's you and me sit in the circle and have us a chat then, mate." John gestures to the chalk outline on the floor and for Tony to take the lead before shoving his hands in his scrub pants pockets and trailing after. Once they're sat inside the seal he lifts his eyebrows and crosses his legs pretzel style, his expectation on Tony to give him his case.