[Ah, another one who likes to make entrances? Oh, Guy is very much the sort for that. It could only be better if he found someone to do so with.
He's on his second gin, neat, when Tony walks in. Guy's been scanning those who come through the doorway for someone who looks as conceited as he sounded through the bloody journals. Someone who clearly dresses well, because men who have something to say about themselves always do. Being a man who--in any normal circumstance--would be swathed from head to toe in Savile Rowe fine tailoring and haberdashery, he knows what to look for on another.
Oh yes, here we are. Good suit, silk tie, very American looking to boot. Good posture, and looking like he expects the whole bloody bar to gape at him.
So this is the mark.]
Ah, so the hero graces us at last! Mister Stark, I assume?
[He re-perches a cigarette between his lips and puffs at it in a way that seems almost precarious from the tilt of his chin and the beginning smirk on his lips.]
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He's on his second gin, neat, when Tony walks in. Guy's been scanning those who come through the doorway for someone who looks as conceited as he sounded through the bloody journals. Someone who clearly dresses well, because men who have something to say about themselves always do. Being a man who--in any normal circumstance--would be swathed from head to toe in Savile Rowe fine tailoring and haberdashery, he knows what to look for on another.
Oh yes, here we are. Good suit, silk tie, very American looking to boot. Good posture, and looking like he expects the whole bloody bar to gape at him.
So this is the mark.]
Ah, so the hero graces us at last! Mister Stark, I assume?
[He re-perches a cigarette between his lips and puffs at it in a way that seems almost precarious from the tilt of his chin and the beginning smirk on his lips.]