It was a lot to wrap his head around–not only that this Tony was from some other universe, which meant there were other universes out there, other versions of all his friends, other versions of him–but that wherever (whenever?) this Tony had come from was fifteen years in the past. “I drove the senator’s car off the bridge in 2002, but that was here. No idea if that senator’d even be a problem where you’re from.” He wanted to put more restrictions on music and video games, ban skateboarding and other things he thought were just for ‘hoodlums’. Dick learned the hard way that people like Xander didn’t take that shit lying down. “I was taping my tricks and selling them myself, since youtube wasn’t really a thing yet…here, at least.” That had Xander laughing, though. “I let my friends do the hacking. I’m more about cutting holes in the pockets of board room billionaires, makin’ it so they can’t bleed us regular folk dry.” Not that he was exactly regular anymore. Former NSA agent with an on-again, off-again relationship with SHIELD. “Guess it’s a bit of a drive from Avengers Tower to this part of town.”