Phil always made an effort to know his targets, which was what Stark had been before becoming a reluctant colleague. That sort of honest sentiment meant quite a bit from the likes of Stark. What he'd just seen right there was paramount to a squealing bear hug from the man.

He snorted, "Yep, fresh off the boat, checked for lice and everything. Got the spiel about how I should be honored too. Do they really believe that shit?"

Phil looked Stark up and down. Well, he looked healthy and alive, or about as healthy as Stark ever looked. That boded well.