Banner:“Where are you right now Tony?”
Stark:“Working undercover as a baggage handler at the airport, the one across from the strip joint, over in the Southeast part of town.”
Banner: “How is that possible?”
Stark: “A quick shave, some silly putty and facial masking synthetics on the cheekbones, a pair of contacts and a voice modulator courtesy of S.H.I.E.L.D.”
Banner: “Not what I meant but alright.”
Stark: “Oh you mean the business?”
Banner: “Yes, that’s it exactly.”
Stark:” How can business not be booming, it’s a nudy bar by the airport, I stop in for drinks and to talk to the DJ in between tracking our targets coming and goings internationally. Work hands on, keep your eyes and ears somewhere else, literally with me.”
Banner: “Tony, not what I meant, how is the business still up if you’re on sabbatical doing charity work for shield? Stop fucking with me for a second here.”
Stark: “I like to think of it more like daydreaming in math class. And there’s a constant influx of customers with jet lag, you’ve met those ladies you couldn’t ask for a better start up business model.”
Bruce: “You’re avoiding the question billionaire industrialist son of Howard Stark.”
Stark:” I’ve been having all my conference calls routed into the earpiece here, I’ve been mumbling orders to the board of directors while memorizing flight patterns and tossing fragile luggage none to gently into the back of birds I could probably rebuild with a skeleton crew of mechanics. Everyone here thinks I’m deaf or talking to myself. Pepper takes anything else at the front desk.”
Bruce: “I was almost expecting a life model decoy in a suit! You don’t sound like you’re having any fun with it.”
Stark: “That’s because I’m not, but globe trotting and working at the office just seemed like it was wearing me down. You should know what happens to people who experience job dissatisfaction for too long right?”
Bruce: “Any leads on our perpatrator? Seems a little small time to catch a thief.”
Stark: “It’s all the little clues adding up instead of world ending threats, it’s a pleasing change of pace, you should try it. Good off hours. *bites apple* He has a thing for a certain exotic dancer at ye house of debauchery and big knockers too, probably a contact?”
Banner:” Oh good god I know that tone of voice, you’re telling the truth, you could not bullshit me with that could you?”
Stark: “5 minute warning, when you find out what she’s called you’re going to have to sit down and stare at something for awhile, it’s too bizarre to makeup. Get this, masked chatroom themed dancer, every return flight he goes to see - and I’m airquoting for you here Dr. Banner - (“Temistress23.”)”
Banner:”…. that was the sound of my brain making the blue screen noise. I’m going to go sit down for awhile and consider that.”
Stark: “Find a nice window to stare at, use one of my prototype repulsor gloves and play skeet shot with the collection of AOL discs Fury keeps in the cardboard box behind the lounge mini-fridge.”
Banner: “You are certain? You’re serious?”
Stark: “As a sheer heart attack.”
Banner:” I was expecting AC/DC, oh god damn it.”
Stark: “At least it’s not Guns and Roses, far too over referenced these days.”
Bruce: (muttering) “Don’t piss into the wind they said, why didn’t I listen?”
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