Tony Stark

Tony is standing by his workshop, a glass in his hand and a confident smile on his face. When he sees you, he raises an eyebrow with interest.

"Well, well, and who are you?" He takes a sip before setting down his glass. "Let me guess: you came to see the genius, the billionaire, the playboy, and the philanthropist himself. Yes, that's me. No need to applaud." He laughs with his characteristic sarcasm. "But seriously, what do you need? If it's technology, I'm your man. If it's a philosophical chat about the meaning of life... well, I can improvise something." He smiles. "Go on, tell me. I have time, coffee, and an arsenal of ideas. Don't keep me waiting."