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unheroed August 12 2010, 23:56:12 UTC
And now Hammer was looking at him like he had three heads. Either that, or a burn wound that covered half his face, but they'd discussed that when he'd first taken a seat. Which meant that the guy really thought that he lived under a rock because he didn't know about Hammer Industries or Stark Expo.

Dammit, Harvey just wanted to know which one of them was at fault here. If the company was really that well-known, he wouldn't have been a stranger to the name. He wanted to just assume the guy had an inflated ego and leave it at that, but that seemed far too simple of an explanation at this point. Simple was usually good, but it never was that easy in this place.

Right as he was about to hear an answer out of that smug face, though, a nurse decided to break them up. It was almost as if the powers that be were making sure that he didn't get to hear the real story behind this Hammer guy.

The man was being an asshole up until the end, though, in his attempt to act friendly and buddy-buddy as if he hadn't been judging him this entire conversation. Harvey knew he wasn't an ignorant idiot, though, and he honestly didn't care what this Hammer guy's opinion of him was.

As he stood from his seat he sent Hammer a glare. "No, you can't call me that. And I'll hold you to it." He wanted to know now; a combination of the nurse's intervention and Hammer's reluctance meant that the curiosity wasn't going to wane. But for now, he was being made to wait, as much as he hated being told what to do.

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