"Now that's not fair, he did the best he could," Danny offered with another shrug. The mood had shifted some, he felt kind of bad about it. So he reached over and punched Tony playfully in the arm. "Clearly, I'm missing out on the finer things, but it's probably for the best. I mean, look at our history. I get a speed boat. You get a yacht. I get a Rolex, you have that damn Piguet. We develop a spaceship at Rand, you're making space stations. How can I compete? I am consistently a disappointment."