Pyosimros
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Sometimes I hate New York City. Sometimes I like it here, but that's a rare occasion, Perry thought as he walked towards Stark Tower. He was going to say 'hi', and maybe, 'sorry for not being there for all the crap that went down'. But he would think of an appropriate greeting later. It seemed like someone was trying to gain entrance to the building, if it was Tony operating the place, a laser turret would've already blasted him to bits. "Hi friend! I'm your friendly neighbourhood door opener. What's your situation?" He smiled as he walked over to Mako.