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*sits at the bar drinking whiskey*

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*eyes the glass* Are you drinking the good stuff or the cheap stuff?

The good stuff. *holds up the bottle* Need a drink?

I might not need it, but I want one. *finds another glass and sets it down on the bar* Thanks.

*fills up the glass before refilling his own*

*downs a good portion of it fairly quickly* So. Why are you drinking? Just because?

Pretty much.

Good enough. I'm Tony Stark, by the way. And you are?

Logan. *takes a long drink*

*has more to drink and then fills up his glass again* Nice to meet you.

Yeah you too. *finishes off his glass*

Are you a... hm. What sort of work do you do?

I teach.

Really? That's cool. Unexpected, but cool. What do you teach?

*takes a long drink before smirking over at him* Art.

You know, I totally would have assumed you were a trucker or I don't know... A lumberjack maybe. No offense. Who do you teach art to?

*shakes his head* I really teach self defense at a school called Xaviers.

*frowns thoughtfully* I think I donated money there once. I'd have to ask Pepper. That's the school for the mutant children, right?

Yeah it is.

So you're a mutant too then? What powers do you have?

*pops his claws out*

Wow that's... Huh. *moves back just a tiny bit, but eyes them thoughtfully* That's cool. Is that vibranium?

Adamantium.

Seriously? *moves closer and considers them* That's really impressive. And really expensive stuff, you know? I have bullets made of that in my armor. I'm sort of a superhero.

*pulls up a seat beside me hand orders the same*

*looks over at her*

*offers him a halfhearted smile and starts to sip it*

*takes a long drink*

You doing alright?

*nods a little*

*nods and drinks more*

You?

*shrugs*

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