"You managed it in a much shorter time than most campaigning efforts." Because, of course he kept in tune with all politics around the globe. He had especially watched Lex Luthor's campaign closely.
He slowly extended his hand. Dr. Doom did not like touching others with such a friendly gesture, and it showed in his hesitance. Mostly, people bowed to him. That was how he preferred it. So he had to calculate how rude a gesture it would have been to refuse the handshake, and decided swiftly it was not worth the insult. The gauntlet was cool to touch, and gave a strong pressure, but the kg/cm2 program of his suit gave exact feedback to his hands.
The system gave him immediate feedback. Lex Luthor, just as his breathing showed, was cool as a cucumber. There was not the slightest hint of a jumping pulse, sweating... nothing. That was going to make him much easier to deal with on a more peer level. Victor could not respect such weaknesses as nervous fear from people.
Not that they were truly peers. Just a little closer to it now.
"I understand that you have had a recent visit from Richards and Stark."