If Richard had been like that he might have found it much more difficult to get Tony to come home. Ever. Especially after nights like the last, which is exactly when he should be home recovering. They went a little overboard the night before, and as such it was taking Tony a very long time to get around to rousing himself from hangover sleep.

He really didn't want to get up.

"Nnngh," Came the muffled response. He'd heard the knock, tried to ignore it, and then buried himself under his pillow. Sorry, Richard, he's become a zombie you are too late. "Leave me here to die." He grumbles from under his pillow.