"So Tanesha called me again last night, and asked me if I can please get Iron Man to make an appearance at Ty's birthday party next weekend."
"What the little rugrat doesn't like War Machine slash Iron Patriot?"
"There's no accounting for taste for a six year old."
"Hey! I can't help it if Iron Man is way cooler than whatever it is the Air Force wants to call you, now can I? By the way, he's still rugrat, right?"
"If a boy who is about to turn 6 years old can be considered a rugrat, then yeah. But seriously, man, don't change the subject. Will you please to my nephew's birthday as Iron Man?"
"..."
"Come on, Tony, I'd owe you one for this and Iron Man is Ty's favorite Avenger. He thinks you're cooler than even Captain America, and it'd mean the world to the kid if you show up at his party. Will you do it? You don't even have to stay long."
"Well since the kid thinks Iron Man is cooler than even Captain Capsicle Stuffypants, I'll have to do it. After all, I can't disappoint my fans, can I?"
"Thanks, I owe you one."
"Yeah, you do."
"Here's Tanesha's address and the party's time."
"Got it."
"Oh and you might want to keep the faceplate down as Ty doesn't have any idea who Tony Stark is."
"Seriously?!"