Arthur chuckled and looked at him. "If there was, I am undoubtedly sure that you'd be president of this club." Considering Tony Stark and Saito - it may be unofficial, but they'd have some kind of club. They were the type.

As Tony slide his hand over his back, Arthur made another sound from the back of his throat. He was simply content, right this second, to be with him. To just touch and hold onto him without something pressing needing to be done just then.

"I was mostly thinking in return of sending me on my flight here," he mused with a smile. "Oh?" Arthur's gaze went to Tony's. "To me?" Arthur was well off on his own but not nearly as well off as Tony was and the mere indication of buying an airline... well that was something else entirely.