"Okay, I'm not saying I came to act in it or anything. I just... you know, I invested in this movie. Earlier, I don't know if it was the producer or someone else, but they called and asked whether I could put in another investment. I had to come inspect things..."
"And what exactly are you planning to inspect?" Strange was anything but polite. Now that Stark had come to him, how could he let him slip away?
Stark spread his hands, turned in a circle where he stood, and surveyed the office. "Mostly, I came to see how things are going. How are those dear little ones doing?"
"You'd better not be talking about Batman."
"Of course not. I mean the Little Sorcerers." Stark slumped his shoulders and frowned. "What kind of person calls Batman 'dear'? It certainly wouldn't be me. I'm not interested in them at all. I'm just here to see whether this movie is worth further investment."
"Then look." Strange said.
"Hey, what kind of attitude is that?" Stark was deeply dissatisfied. He walked over and sat down in front of Strange's desk, tapping the desktop with his hand. "I'm an investor. Shouldn't you be flattering me a little?"
"Do you know how many people are lining up to invest in this movie?" Strange rolled his eyes. "If you dare pull your investment at a time like this, I guarantee Pepper will throw you off the top floor of Stark Tower."
At the mention of Pepper, Stark's eyes darted around. "Ah, yes. Pepper. She's the one who sent me here. She asked me to tell you that if you want additional investment, Stark Industries' signature product needs to make an appearance in the movie."
"Stark Industries' signature product? You want us to fire magical missiles at