[Oh, Rafe sees it. Rafe sees his eye roll, and his shrug, and the fact he might just blow a gasket isn't so concealed either. He turns his head with a can-you-believe-this-guy look at a nonexistent camera, before he slowly flattened his hands together and turned them to point at Tony.]

You're right. You're not a one trick pony, and I'm not exactly... Indiana Jones here. But I'm pretty sure I'm a little more capable than some pirate here just getting drunk off their ass. You tell them you're from the future, that you're looking for some... sign from some alien whatever what have you, and they're probably gonna throw you into the mud pit.

[He's calm, he's fine. Here, have some effort as a smile that doesn't convey the desire to murder.]

Assuming we're both relatively good at what we do with redeeming qualities on the side, the pros outweigh the cons here. I don't know about you, but I'd rather keep company of someone who understands a reference.