Bruce and Tony’s reunion gonna go like this
Bruce: Tony! Oh my, God! Tony!
Tony: Bruce? Where the hell have you– what are you wearing? Is that mine? Is that where that shirt went? I’ve been looking two years for that shirt.
Bruce: Nevermind that. There’s trouble.
Tony: I didn’t even know we were the same size. We could’ve shared–
Bruce: TONY! There’s trouble.
Tony, muttering: Goess missing for two years and comes back with trouble. *Sighs* The usual kind?
Bruce: Do we even have a “usual”?
Tony: *shrugs* Well, the usual unusual.
Bruce: Aliens fall under that category, right?
Tony: Aliens? You come back from vacation and bring me aliens? What kind of a friend– You know, I just managed to close my eyes without seeing a wormhole.
Bruce: Yeah? Well, when I close my eyes I see the Devil’s Anus.
Tony: The what?
Bruce: Long story.
Tony: Speaking of story, where the hell have you been? Who’s anuses have you been visiting? Anuses? Ani?
Bruce: Both are acceptable.