I had a team-mate here briefly. She has this ability to manipulate probabilities. [He raises his glass slightly.] I had her hex some things to the real deal.

[He sighs.]

She's gone now and all I have left is a dwindling supply.

[Sent back to die and he couldn't do a thing about it. Tony manages to keep his misery hidden and there's only a wistfulness shown as if losing his supplier was the worst thing.]