Stark's wisecracks lightened the mood...
Seeing Stark's disgruntled expression, Alvin smiled and shook his head. "You could just think of Pepper as the 'goddess' who saved you!"
As he spoke, Alvin glanced at Chiron beside him, then smiled at Stark. "Actually, 'gods' aren't all that special...
If you went back to that era wearing your Iron Man Armor, you'd be a god too!"
Stark shook his head. "I don't care what I am. The important thing is that I need to get one over on you.
How are you so damn lucky?
When faced with the pressure of the Queen of Asgard, an Assassin lady could become a Demigod at any moment—and one who was in no way inferior to her...
That's ridiculous!
Did you wear Lady Luck's skirt or something?"
Alvin lifted his chin slightly, looking rather pleased with himself. "You don't understand. This is what they mean by good things happening to good people!
Although I don't think having three beautiful women admire me is anything to be proud of...
After all, I'm face-blind and can't really tell the beautiful from the ugly...
But don't you think this is the kind of treatment 'kind Alvin' deserves?"
Stark responded by giving Alvin the finger with both hands...
Then he stood up and took a swig of beer. Seeing that Morgan was already paddling around in the pool with a doggy paddle, Stark let out a loud, delighted whistle and yelled to the kids in the pool, "Heads up! Here comes a depth charge..."
Still shouting, Stark rushed to the pool's edge and leaped in. He curled up in midair before crashing into the water...
The enormous splash drew excited squeals from the children...
Ginny clutched the float around her waist, water bubbling from her nose and mouth as she