Iron Man. That’s kind of catchy. It’s got a nice ring to it. I mean, it’s not technically accurate. The suit’s a gold titanium alloy, but it’s kind of provocative. The imagary anyway.
You’re all I have too, you know.
Here’s where you’re wrong. She was already perfect.
I’ve got a great girl.
You experience things, and then they’re over.
If I were Iron Man, I’d have this girlfriend who knew my true identity. She’d be a wreck. She’d always be worrying I was going to die, yet so proud of the man I’ve become. She’d be wildly conflicted, which would only make her more crazy about me…