Tony rolled his eyes slightly, sitting back in his chair and finishing off his own glass.
"Please, I'm way too tired to do the back-and-forth thing. Our cards on the table. Your terms are basically what I'd offer anyway, on the condition that you don't dick me over. This company needs to run stable so that Iron Man can do his real job and not have to deal with things like making sure someone's not selling proprietary knowledge while I'm off saving the goddamned world. You're a smart guy, and I'm a superhero. I expect we can come to a decently beneficial arrangement to both of us."
Tony eyed his glass. "... but one of them is totally Hammer."