Come now, if you don't firmly chomp down on your foot at least once in your life you haven't lived! Tony won't hold it against him, not like he hasn't done the same thing more times than he'd like to admit. Maybe not precisely like this, but he's embarrassed himself.

"Sure there is, you've never played a good game of chicken before? 'Course don't ask me how that timing works I've got no idea." He shoots a goofy grin coupled with a nonchalant shrug. Totally talking out of his rear end here.

"Thanks for the offer," He says as he stretches his legs out then stands. "But I should be getting back. Can't be out playing all night you know."