Stark Industries, Very Late Friday

Tyler had a very nice still being played time with Daisy and left ... okay, he didn't check his watch but he knew it was very late. He could have just gone home, but his convoluted path happened to take him by ... huh. Look at that. Stark Industries.

It seemed like an excellent time to take advantage of Tony's open door policy. He'd been promised no tasering.

"Jarvis?" he tried, feeling a bit silly but not sure how else to get in short of trying to pick the lock. (Or calling Tony like a normal person, but, pfffft, normal.) "It's Tyler. Let me in, please."

[OOC: for the guy who lives there.]