Tony fought valiantly not to facepalm at the sound of impact. Alexa would want an explanation and he figured that was best left for later. He shook his head thought and took a calming breath. Zen thoughts. Think Zen thoughts.

"St. Vincent's," he called up to the driver and waited for the nod of understanding before he turned his attention back to Alexa and his phone call. "Remi's getting your bag from Pier 4 and will meet us there."

Into the phone, he said. "Remi, get there in one piece."

Because Tony sure as hell didn't want to take his place and he definitely didn't want to have to be the one to try and explain where Remi was if he didn't make it.