<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"You're quite welcome, Peter."  The social worker rose, offering her hand to Tony.  "It has been a pleasure, Mister Stark."<br/>
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"Likewise, Miss Anderson."  Tony stood and shook her hand, one of his polite media smiles on his face.  He escorted her to the elevator and when he returned to Peter and Bruce, he seized Peter in a hug that would be damned near too tight on an unenhanced human.  "I told you it would be alright, kid."  And even mostly believed it, too.  He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, just holding the kid close.  Safe, he was safe and here to stay.  "Okay.  Movie night.  Right."  And he'd let go any minute now, really.</span></span>