On 2: Jim doesn't remember. He assumes that he fell down at one point and really, really embarrassed himself, and plus, his neck isn't working right. He must have slept funny.

Tony won't look him in the eye for a month afterwards, and even then, not until Tony has done something really epically stupid that Jim had to rescue him from and yell at him for forty-five minutes for how could you be so stupid, how could you do that to yourself. Tony finally seems to uncurl from the ball that he has been living in for the whole fucking time and kinda goes back to his normal self. They go and watch Star Wars, and Jim Rhodes finds that he has lost his taste for Scotch.