Tony had used the time, between directing Calvin and Danvers going off to buy some less destroyed clothing, to relax. For most, the might have meant a bed or a private balcony, for Tony, it was a lounger amongst one of the wilder pool parties along this lovely stretch of Cuba. Despite the loud music, copious amount of alcohol, drugs and dancing, otherwise, Stark looked pretty much like any other tourist looking to relax, sipping a drink (non-acloholic for once) while he regarded the scene from behind shades. Loud noises just helped him think, that, and pretty women. Then the device in his ear relayed an all too familiar voice.

“Uh…Tony? Hello? Iron Man? It’s Steve…I’m um…here…”

The unmistakable sound of Captain America was rather distant, considering it was being transmitted via a bluetooth device and the sound of the waves in the background, nearly as loud as the man himself, alerted Tony to the problem.

"The device..Rogers, put it in your ear."

Steve nearly dropped the device when he heard a faint mumbling sound coming from it, but was unable to make out any words. He gingerly lifted the strange object to his ear, as if it were a seashell and he was trying to listen to the ocean, cupping his hands over the bluetooth headset to keep any sound from leaking out.

"Tony? That you?" He asked, removing the bluetooth headset from his ear once more and spoke loudly into it as he neared it towards his lips once more before returning it to the cupped position back by his ear.

"Steve, the device, you place it 'inside' your ear, then we will both be able to hear each other." Tony sighed, rubbing his forehead, while also waving away an offer by a fairly attractive barmaid for another drink. Normally such a ploy would have him paying up immediately, but contacting Steve was more important, at least he wouldn't have to make too many changes around the hotel, now that he owned it.

Unsure of exactly how this was going to work, Steve then carefully slipped the headset into his ear, finding that it fit just like his ear buds did when he listened to music while training.

"Are you a recording? Wait...how can you hear me?"

"It's....designed to pick up your voice Steve, it's like a phone, but smaller." There was a time when Stark would have bombarded the Captain with technical jargon to confuse him, but he didn't feel now was the time, not that this would usually stop him. At least Steve had been around long enough to 'probably' understand Tony was talking about mobile phones, he would hope anyway.

"To cut matters short Steve, two of the government's sentinel drones destroyed our previous meeting point, trying to kill me, we've relocated to the San Marcos Beach Resort and Hotel, should just be a few more miles down the beach, if you're near where we agreed on before." Now when the barmaid took another turn of the pool, Tony paused to order another coke, careful to mute the output of his device as to not confuse Rogers while he did so, before resuming their conversation.

"I can't imagine your trip here was a bundle of laughs either."

As Tony began to explain to Steve just what the devise was capable of, he finally moved from off of his butt on the sand and stood up on the beach, trying to figure out just exactly where he had washed ashore. He wanted to question Tony more about this strange device in his ear, but figured there was probably a better time and a better place. Quickly brushing off the sand from his shorts and clingy white t-shirt which was now practically see-through, he craned his neck to see anything around him that wasn't sand or the ocean.

"Have you tried not making them angry this time?" Steve asked in response to Tony being attacked, a slight hint of humor in his voice.

"It was a real swim." Steve then brushed the sand out of his blonde hair before realizing that he had no bearings, until he looked up.

"The sun is about 60 degrees to the west from my location, other than that, I can't tell you if I'm where we agreed we were to meet or not..."

"Master Rogers, continue along the beach 8 miles South." The voice of JARVIS interrupted the conversation between the two Avengers, the signal built into the device now in Steve's ear providing the A.I with his exact location. "You will pass the previous meeting point, as further guidance."

Stark frowned slightly 'at' JARVIS due to the impromptu invasion of their conversation, but he couldn't be too frustrated, he had programmed the inteligence after all. It was then he allowed himself to grin slightly at the Captain's comment.

Steve made a rather confused face as a new voice sounded in his head, but the confusion melted into somewhat of a smile at being called 'Master Rogers.'

"Hey...who's your friend? I think I would rather talk to him from now on." Steve remarked as he turned to face South just as JARVIS had instructed. 8 miles...well...then he would be there in just a few minutes provided his legs had once again gotten used to the solid feeling of the earth beneath his feet.

"That's JARVIS, he's my...computer-butler."

"Steve, I make you angry and we're on the same side, what do you think I plan on making them feel?" It was told like a joke, but Stark already had at least one press release to give, that would at least make it to the internet, if not the mainstream US media, barring some technological overrides or bribes, which weren't entirely out of the question at this point.

"Uh...happy?" Steve questioned, not really understanding where Tony was going with that remark. "I'll be there soon." He then said, taking more of a commanding, leadership type tone and felt his feet dig into the sand before he began to run...8 miles South.