“I remember,” Summer said softly. “Well, the expo, anyway. I wasn’t involved at all before that. Not with you.” She paused, mouth working. “I’m not explaining myself clearly. I don’t know how to say this better. Different. Argh.”“And to be fair,” he started wryly, “I’m kind of inclined to think that not all business men are apathetic assholes.” He sprawled backwards, onto the floor, one ankle crossed over the other. “Considering what I had the company doing before Iron Man, and considering how much of a shock it took to get me to change it.”
She kept her mouth shut on the fact that he’d been a lot of both /before/. They didn’t need to go there. She just said simply, “Change is possible. It would work better if more people tried for it.”