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"I think there's a lot of shit that we'd all like a do-over on," Tony said with a high pitched laugh, looking right at Peter as he said it. The laugh was sheer edgy nerves, not even a twinge of mirth to be found in it. If anyone needed a do-over, it was Star-LORD. "So you wanna Hummer? Done. I'll make a call and get you one of the hybrid concepts they've been working on for next year. And hi, if you can fly a ship? You can drive."
It was easy. The main rules being 1.) Watch out for things coming at you and 2.) Don't crash. Driving was easy in New York City. It consisted of too many traffic lights, being stuck in traffic, and yelling a lot. Almost like rush hour in Los Angeles. Minus the yelling. Mostly. That depended on the top being down on the convertible.
"You start on Monday," he quickly added, having already drained his champagne and swapping it out for a full one from a waiter passing by. "We'll head up to the upstate headquarters, research facility...whatever it is now. Get started on that fix-it project. It needs a code-name. No Kevin Bacon. How 'bout Weird Science? Oingo Boingo. Why not?"