Who the fuck did this guy think-… Oh wait, Iron Man. Tony Stark. He had almost forgot.
“I made a mistake,” The lawyer said, “A big one. I know not to cross you now. I didn’t even think I’d have to worry about something like that again since you literally stopped talking to me. You come back, and it’s for this? I’m beginning to wonder why I liked you too, but I’d just be lying to myself.” Phoenix turned from Stark, shaking his head.
"Thanks for stopping by, Tony. I really needed more shit on my plate.”
What did he expect? A fruit basket with ‘I’m Sorry’ cards all over it? Maybe a little more understanding, a little more heart like Tony was made to do when he apologised many, many times to others.
“Why should I bother talking to someone who tried to sue me? I’ve met people like you before and your façade of friendship was extremely transparent. Given how greedy you are."
They just want money. They just think I’m a walking ATM - well, I am, but that’s besides the point.
"I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, at least when you were drinking I had friend I could trust."