"Wait a minute. You want me to make first contact with the new kid? I mean, I can take Nick to get some cookies if you want to lead off." Tony offered.
"No? No problem. I'll handle this." Tony said, ignoring the soreness in his arm. Getting old was a pain in the, well, everything.
He went looking for their visitor while going over what he might say in his mind. He adjusted the sleeves of his long sleeves shirt and was suddenly glad he'd gone with a shirt, jeans and boots rather than a suit today.
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