"Hey, you get the thanks. I'm the one who showed up uninvited," Tony says, giving his hand a firm shake before telling it go. There's a grin pulling at the corners of his mouth, threatening to turn into a smirk as he takes a step backward.
 
"That good friend thing. Can I get it in writing? Maybe framed? Or on a little card I can keep in my wallet?" It may be self-mockery, but he's wholly amused at it. "No one's going to believe it otherwise."
 
He's halfway to the door before he turns around and shoots Daneel a wink. "You're a good one to me too, Friend Daneel." He's noticed that he uses the term in relation to other robots, not humans, but Tony's always felt more at home with robots than humans anyway. Daneel might continue to insist on a difference, but as far as he's concerned, they've always been on equal footing. "Don't let anyone tell you differently."