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and he's back.
That was a little abrupt. Not that I'm complaining, a short leave of absence to recharge your batteries or more specifically, mine, can't argue with the logic behind that if it puts me in the long-term penthouse. You could still make it up to me, obviously. Those little Twisties things they sell near you? Toss a dozen in a box, send them my way and we'll call it even. You should probably send some to Pepper and Bruce, too. Add red and green sprinkles respectively, they'll love that. It won't look too Christmas-y, will it? Actually, scratch that, get the red glaze and make the topping yellow, nobody can complain about Sorry I Vanished gifts that present the universally delicious task of licking Iron Man themed pastries.
Arguably, I could have been doing something more constructive with my time than spending it in the garage for a couple of months. I've been relaxing, cut me some slack. Look what's coming up for me! I think I deserve a Get Out Of Jail Free card before the whole messy business hits home.
This was not my fault, you can't blame a guy for holding him in indentured servitude. Where are my chocolate Twisties?
Arguably, I could have been doing something more constructive with my time than spending it in the garage for a couple of months. I've been relaxing, cut me some slack. Look what's coming up for me! I think I deserve a Get Out Of Jail Free card before the whole messy business hits home.
This was not my fault, you can't blame a guy for holding him in indentured servitude. Where are my chocolate Twisties?

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Feeling less flattered.
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I like to keep the spark alive.
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[ Her smile cuts a little sharp. C'mon, Tony, double dare ya. ]
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Look at that, finally some context for 'roll over'.
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[ Because when you assume, Tony, you make an ass out of yourself. ]
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Absolutely. The next thing on the agenda.
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I knew you'd respect my privacy.
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Hey, you just dragged me over the doorstep and invited me to privacy Thanksgiving. Don't boot me out.