Tony had not really thought about what the island had done to his productivity, mostly because comparatively, it hadn't done a whole lot. It wasn't like this was the first time he'd spent months without doing much before sitting down to a flurry of invention
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Though God knows a challenge wouldn't kill me, at this point.
Pushing my sunglasses to the top of my head and slinging my backpack off both shoulders so I can hook it, with my fingers, over only one, I saunter past the wolf-dogs (who seem much more interested in Ulixes than in me) to stand in his light.
"Mr. Stark."
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"Don't turn my music," Tony scolded, without looking at the newcomer immediately, "Did Pepper teach you that? Don't do that."
Shaking his head, he turned his head to greet, "Miss Croft," without standing up. "In the neighbourhood shopping for scrap metal?"
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