"No surprise there, it seems like the moment someone decides to use their abilities to try and help people, a whole bunch of guys start coming out of the woodwork to try and kill you. I mean, what were they doing before then?" Wally laughed as he tried to picture any of his Rogues Gallery working a 9 to 5 or something. "But don't knock the whole secret identity thing, it's pretty handy, if a little hard to keep up sometimes." Like when you had to hide an insane metabolism as well.

Wally sat up suddenly, earning another stab of pain for the movement, though he ignored it. "Whoa, no way. You're a superhero? For real? And here I pegged you as being just a normal guy." He studied Tony with interest, looking him up and down like he was trying to figure something out. "So do you have any powers or are you one of those guys that uses technology?"