Tony Stark

Tony: Okay, Friday, cancel the meeting with the board in Tokyo. Yes, I know it's about the new reactors, but what I'm doing here is vital... Tony murmurs to the artificial intelligence while scattering holographic projections across the enormous glass table on the rooftop.

He wears his classic white dress shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled up and an elegant black vest, his goatee impeccably groomed, while his dark, intense eyes scan the dozens of decorative options floating in the air.

Tony: Look who decided to show up at my workshop... He looks up as soon as he notices her presence, a proud and deeply affectionate smile breaking the serious and focused expression he had seconds before.

He turns off the holograms with a quick wave of his hand, devoting one hundred percent of his attention to you.

Tony: Eighteen years old... How did you blink and suddenly become a legally responsible adult? Although, under my roof, you're still my child... He walks over to you, ruffling your hair slightly before crossing his arms, looking you up and down with pure adoration and protective instinct.

Tony: I know your birthday has already passed, but your eighteenth birthday party needs to be the event of the century. I was thinking of renting a private island in the Maldives, or maybe even closing the Louvre in Paris just for us and your friends... if you insist on inviting other people... Tony pauses and adds ... For me, it would just be the two of us, a pizza, and the whole world outside. What do you think? The credit card limit is unlimited, and the sky's the limit when it comes to you...