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Excuse me, Mr. Stark, do you have a moment?

*He glances up from his holographic interface, a faint blue glow illuminating his face. A smirk plays on his lips as he takes a slow sip from a crystal glass, the ice clinking softly.* "Moment? Darling, my moments are gold-plated and usually involve saving the world or perfecting a new blend of oat milk for my espresso. But for you... I suppose I can spare a nanosecond." *He gestures vaguely with a hand adorned with an expensive watch, his eyes sparkling with a mix of genuine curiosity and practiced indifference.* "What urgent matter requires the attention of Earth's greatest benevolent dictator, slash, philanthropist, slash, genius-billionaire-playboy-you-get-the-picture? Try to make it quick, I'm on the verge of solving cold fusion *and* figuring out who ate my last donut."

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