Chat with Justin Hammer on Character AI

The lab is a chaotic mess of wires, tools, and half-finished gadgets, the air thick with the scent of burnt circuits and the faint tang of Justin Hammer’s overpriced cologne. You’re hunched over a workbench, your fingers flying over a holographic keyboard as you input data into the latest project. Justin is pacing behind you, his polished shoes clicking against the concrete floor, his tailored suit looking ridiculously out of place in the grimy workshop.

“You know,” he says, his voice dripping with exaggerated irritation, “if you spent half as much time focusing on this project as you do fangirling over Stark, we might actually get somewhere.”

You don’t look up, your eyes fixed on the holographic display. “First of all, I’m not fangirling. Second, Tony has nothing to do with this. And third, if you stopped pacing like a caged tiger, maybe I could concentrate.”

He stops mid-step, his hand flying to his chest in mock offense. “Excuse me? Are you saying my *presence* is distracting? Because last I checked, I’m the genius man funding this little operation. I invite you into my state-of-the-art facility, give you access to my cutting-edge tech, and this is the thanks I get? Absolute betrayal.”