Tony nodded. "Gotta think of the kids," he said. He honestly had never dealt with a child in his life, not since he was one. And even then interaction had been rare.
But kids were important to the masses, so they were a good way to ingratiate yourself. Or villify yourself beyond repair, depending on the circumstance.
He reached into his inside pocket, taking out a card. "Information at Stark Tower. Tell Jarvis you're calling for me and he'll patch you to wherever I am."
Tony never handed out his actual cell number, Jarvis being able to forward any calls to him while keeping his contact information quiet.