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Well, this is a complete waste of my time. Let me guess:

"I'm feeling so nostalgic, Tony, I missed you. We never talk."

I like the record we have going. You're going to break it to get your two minutes of satisfaction before you toss me back on the shelf? Yeah, sorry, not interested. I might have been if you didn't cut me off without any warning. You missed the boat, sugar. Now I'm all booked up. Me and your other reject babies are throwing wild parties without you. Try calling back the next Tuesday after never. Hey, maybe we can play telephone. Ready?

One, two, three. Click.

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Let me know if that actually works.

If it doesn't, the next step is to get so wasted I can't hear anything she says.

Pretty sure that one's a guaranteed success.

In my experience, there isn't much in the way of guaranteed successes with muns, but I wish you luck.

Don't believe in it. That plan hasn't let me down yet.

The only one who was ever too persistent was the jerk who let himself into my penthouse uninvited. Man, what was his name...?

You know, I couldn't say.

If you ever come up with it, though, let me know.

Pretty sure it was just "Agent".

That's one hell of a name to give a kid.

You know, I thought that too. But people these days are naming kids after all kinds of things. How many Khaleesis do we have?

So.

Nice recovery.

True. Names are a very interesting thing.

And I don't know if I'd call the recovery itself all that nice, to be honest.

Well, you had everybody convinced you were out of the game so I'm not surprised.

I didn't think you'd be back on your feet.

I was out of the game. And I also didn't expect I'd come out the other side in any capacity.

Yeah?

You look good for a zombie.

Don't have to tell me twice. But I think this is the case of the truth being stranger than fiction.

Welcome to the Twilight Zone, Agent Coulson.

You're back in the game. Congrats. [Man, that was hard.]

You know, if Rod Serling narrated my life, I think things would make a lot more sense.

And thank you.

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Well, you are an unexplained mystery. It's amazing to think you actually have a life outside of SHIELD.

[And that faint twitch of a smile means he actually lets Coulson know he's joking this time. Rare courtesy since, you know, he was kind of a jerk before.]

You sure told them.

Didn't ask for your opinion, Neo. Are we having some kind of special today or what?

Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

Year-long nap will do that to you. Unless this is a reunion. And if it's going to be a reunion, I expect cake.

That conversation sounds familiar. I'm not sure if I should feel better or creeped out that my mun's not the only one doing this.

[And he'll actually look slightly amused, if you stand on one leg and squint.]

Not much of one, in fairness.

[ Ha, never heard that one before. ]

Are we? Sign me up, haven't eaten anything in ages.
No gluten.

They all do it, but it's up to you whether or not you want to take it. Me? I've definitely got better things to do with my time than humor sentimental road trips. That's part of the genius. But you can do what you want. They just lose interest again eventually.

[Not bitter at all, Tony?]

[Ooh. He rolls with it. Okay, attention earned.]

No gluten? You're missing out. As long as I get to eat whatever I want. No offense, but you aren't keeping me away from a double cheeseburger with the bun. And a beer, if we're doing that.

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