He glanced down at his paper and made a few quick notes. That would be helpful, at least. These races were dangerous, but it wasn't out-of-the-scope of publicly appropriate behaviour. He had to keep Stark from coming up with too many outlandish ideas; he didn't mind, but the rest of New York might.
"Thanks," he replied, glancing up at the sun. It was beginning to set, far in the west, but he could barely see it around all the buildings. "I'll let Mr. Stark know Mr...?" There was no point in learning everyone's name in a city this huge, but he couldn't completely shake his good manners.