In the common room of the Dreaming Bridge, Tony is sitting on a couch. Well, if you want to be generous with your definition of 'sitting.' More like he's lying upside-down on it, with his back on the seat and his legs on the back, and his feet propped up on the wall.

He's looking at his yimo, swiping through online job listings. "Ugh." He drops his hands to his chest and sighs. From his upside-down perspective, he looks over at Gene and pouts. "This sucks."