Anthony Edward Stark

Tony was the worst person to ask. He'd been a lot of places on business or for pleasure. No one person could ever experience everything however. "Let's start small and just stick with New York for tonight. You're not tired?"

He let the frozen food sit out on the counter and sauntered passed her, beckoning her to follow. "J-- I need measurements and an appropriate dress made for my lovely companion for Statlers."

"Right away, sir," the AI said after Gryf was bathed in a blue light that scanned her dimensions. "It will arrive in half an hour."

"Good. Half an hour. Just enough time for you to take a bath and...whatever else women do. We'll have a night on the town."