I, Tony Stark, would like to apologize to the good people of Las Vegas, Nevada, particularly at the Bellagio, Wynn, Luxor, Caesar's Palace, Monte Carlo, Paris, Venetian, MGM Grand... why do I feel like I'm missing one? Fine. Everyone on The Strip, and the Hard Rock Cafe, that strip club that the dinosaur ran through, the Hertz Rent-A-Car at the airport and virtually everyone we ran in to during our week long stay.
Granted, you're all richer by a considerable bit and from the sounds of it not unhappy with that fact, but hey, lawyers like to cover their asses. Stay Classy, Vegas. We'll have to stay in touch.
That Elena Person That I Barely Met Sorry you joined up at the tail end there. I meant it, it was just a week long of stupidity. Wasting time. You seemed in need of distraction, hope at least Merry and Pippin ran you through the buffet a couple of times. Haven't seen Pepper in months, and well, I won't apologize for that.
Whatever you wanted to drink away I hope sorted itself out. If you need help, you've got a friend in a tin suit who will lend a hand.
Pepper Potts I want to go on vacation somewhere, hide out for a couple weeks. Any ideas?