Luke went to a bank to get a bank card, then walked out and sent the card number to Kingpin.
"I never thought this thing could even get me a bank card." Luke glanced at the work ID in his hand. The thing was practically all-purpose, useful for anything, and he couldn't help wanting to try certain places to see if it could get him a discount.
When he received a text confirming that five million dollars had arrived in his account, Luke felt he could coast through the rest of his life.
Looking at the work ID in his hand, Luke felt he could throw it away. Five million dollars was enough for him, after all. In the end, though, he kept it. It got him discounts wherever he went and let him cut in line whenever he wanted, which felt pretty great.
He went to the airport and flew to Las Vegas, where he searched for the venue of tonight's-tomorrow night's-award ceremony.
Finding a luxury hotel nearby, Luke decided to book a room there. Given how full of himself Tony was at this point, he would definitely stay at nothing but the best hotel.
Standing in his room, Luke could see the award ceremony venue being set up, though he also knew there wouldn't be so much as a glimpse of Tony there.
He turned to look at an entertainment center on the other side. The Tony from the movie would most likely show up there.
Luke looked at the sky and decided to go out for a stroll.
Las Vegas felt even livelier at night than the Big Apple. As Luke walked down the street, he felt there were people wandering everywhere, with no shortage of gamblers who had lost even the shirts off their backs.
Though entertainment venues were everywhere in Las Vegas, things were surprisingly orderly. Of course, that might also have been because the annual Pinnacle Award ceremony was being held tomorrow.
After wandering around for a while, Luke found a shop selling cameras.
Luke thought it sounded rather interesting and simply went in and bought a digital camera. He had nothing to do all day anyway, so he might as well take some photos with it and update a blog every day.
Imagining himself uploading all those superheroes' embarrassing moments to his blog, then having a bunch of superheroes leave comments beneath his posts, Luke gave a devious chuckle.
And so, Marvel's famous master collector of embarrassing moments came into being.
Camera in hand, Luke took some photos around Las Vegas to familiarize himself with the controls, then slowly made his way back to the hotel.
From a distance, Luke spotted Tony Stark and his bodyguard, Happy Hogan.
Tony was chatting with Happy, while the other bodyguards were either carrying luggage or checking in.
Finding it rather interesting, Luke snapped a picture. This was also the first... no, the third would-be superhero he had met since coming to this world.
Tony was arguing with Happy over which of the two girls who had just walked past was hotter when he suddenly noticed Luke taking pictures.
Tony wasn't angry. He rather enjoyed the feeling of being adored by the masses.
He obligingly struck a pose and said, "Come on, cheese."
Luke pressed the shutter and looked at the photo of Tony posing, with Happy still arguing beside him.
"All right, kid, bring the camera over. Let me see if I look good. If I don't, you'll have to delete it." Ignoring Happy's incessant chatter, Tony walked toward Luke. "This is to protect my what again? My reputation rights?"
Luke smiled at Tony, who wasn't treating him like a stranger at all, and handed over the camera.
"As you wish, Mr. Stark."
Tony waited for Happy to come over and hold the camera, then had Happy display the photo for him.
"Well, clearly you're no professional paparazzo, or your photography wouldn't be so bad."
"Can't help it. I only bought this camera two hours ago, and I decided to keep taking pictures from now on just a few minutes before that." Luke folded his arms and looked at Happy, who had wedged himself between him and Tony.
Though Happy was often unreliable, there was no denying he had protected Tony many times, and he was also Tony's good friend.
"But why does a fat guy like Happy take up so much of the photo? Is it because he's fat?" Tony commented on the picture of himself.
"I thought you two were pretty close. I was planning to add some jokes to this photo and post it on my blog."
"Hmm, nice idea. The untold story of genius inventor Tony Stark and his bodyguard Happy? I have to say, that idea is absolutely brilliant. It'll get your blog hundreds of thousands of followers overnight, along with a legal letter from Stark Industries."
Luke countered with a smile, "If the story of Hachiko would give the public the wrong idea about your relationship, then you'll have to fire Mr. Happy."
"Um, why am I suddenly getting fired?" Happy asked in confusion.
"Shut up, Happy. You're really embarrassing me." Tony Stark had Happy return the camera to Luke, then continued, "The Hachiko story isn't bad. Remember to tag me if you post it, assuming I can spot you among the hundreds of thousands or millions of people every day."
"Then how about remembering my name? You might forget it in half an hour, but there's a tiny chance it'll leave some impression."
"No, I bet I'll forget that useless piece of information in ten minutes, but I can't be bothered to remember it anyway," Tony continued.
"But I think you'll remember my name for good in a month."
Luke walked past Tony and into the hotel.
"Weird guy." Happy spread his hands at Tony.
"Definitely weird. He saw the genius Tony Stark and didn't even ask for his autograph. Though I wouldn't have signed anything even if he had asked, because I don't have a pen."
Seeing the bodyguards come out after booking the rooms, Tony leaned toward Happy's ear again and said, "Of course, even if I had a pen, I wouldn't have signed anything for him. I'm not giving a guy my autograph."
Luke returned to his room and saw that all the photos were still on the camera. With a smile, he uploaded the scenery shots to his blog and added a tweet: "Day one of taking photos."
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