old muse is old.

[shaves]

Rude. That's just for starters.

You miss me, that's all I get? A woeful glance and a pat on the head like I'm waiting for a gold star, c'mon. No. Flyboy and Frosty have got this now, you don't need an extra ton of original awesome. I'm like, five cherries on the cake. Maybe seven, let's make it a mystical return. Go play in a corner with DUM-E, I don't have time for this, man, you're jacking me around.

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[desk]

Seven might be pushing it.

[shaves]

Would eight break the bank? Because eight sounds even better, we should go for that.

[ficus]

What, the great Tony Stark can't handle a little uncertainty?

[curbing]

Be nice, your writer didn't have to bring you back out again.

[shaves]

I never said that. Did anyone hear me say that? You know that you lose yet more points by putting words in my mouth, right. I keep a tally.

Hi. You're — spry-looking.

[ex_hawksight917]

You wouldn't actually be complaining if she was jacking you around.

[shaves]

Couldn't resist, though. Hey, Pep! What's up? You look lovely in those Brogues, nice brown.

[shaves]

That depends on a wealth of context.

[curbing]

Tony, you've seen them a hundred times. You just keep forgetting I own them.

[ficus]

Do you? So, we're at what now, —three? Four? Can't be more than five.

You caught me; I'm the Ghost of Christmas Past.

[shaves]

More like New Year. So, what're you up to? I hesitate to ask.

[ex_hawksight917]

And wealth, you have, Stark.

[shaves]

I distinctly do not remember these shoes, they've gotta be new. I know all your pairs.

[ficus]

Uh, — not dying, for a start.

[shaves]

That was the worst segue in history, I hope you're proud of yourself. All that sharp-shooting, you'd think you could nail a quip or two.

[curbing]

No, they're.. definitely not new. They were my Christmas present last year.

[shaves]

That is always my favorite start to the day, hands down.

[ex_hawksight917]

Who uses the word 'segue' these days?

[ficus]

Wow, that's so totally ironic. I can't believe after all this time, we can still manage to find some common ground.

[ Bitterness, thy name is Maya. ]

[shaves]

I knew that. Congrats! You beat my test.

[shaves]

Who uses arrows outside of Mirkwood?

[shaves]

[ Maya, pls. ]

I'm a personable kind of guy.

[curbing]

Uh-huh. I guess I should be grateful you don't remember anything in my wardrobe. It means you never get bored with how I look in my clothes.

[shaves]

In my defense, I remember every inch of you out of them.

[tasteslikecoconut]

Well it's a very pretty gold star. Shiny.