[ There's something about that look that makes the hairs on the back of Tony's neck want to stand on end. Like there's something he doesn't know, a side to this conversation he's not aware of. He doesn't like that feeling, but it makes him sit up and pay attention.

He slips his phone into his pocket as the kid takes a seat, studying him with a faint frown on his face, brow furrowed. Trying to work out what's going on. He takes a beat or two before he responds. ]

All right, but you'd better not be another undercover reporter. What do you want to know? Keep in mind I'm not revealing anything classified, here.