“Unless you’re here to sell Girl Scout Cookies I don’t wanna hear it.”
“A-ah… I guess I should’ve dusted of that uniform after all,” Carlos joked, grinning despite the near-trip in the beginning. He then cleared his throat. “Um, sorry, Mr Stark. I just wanted to say that I appreciate all the good you’re doing in the world. So… thank you.”
Tony turned to look at the other, a smirk tugging at his features when Carlos had made the uniform comment. Waving off the compliment now Tony gave a small sigh, “no need to thank me for doing what any decent human being would do. That’s the whole point of being the man in the suit isn’t it? Save people? Bring justice where it’s needed to be?”
Carlos chuckled, though it sounded more disbelieving than he meant it. “No, Mr Stark, sir, not… not just with the Iron Man,” Carlos went on. “I was… I was regarding your business practices also. Just… I mean, I’ve seen how easy it is for a tech tycoon to just absolutely go nuts for… I guess ‘glory’ is the term I’m looking for. Really… I think you’re one of the greatest examples of a business and humanitarian figure that the world could ask for.”
The Perfect Scientist 