IC as Mars Madding: "One of my aides did the invitations, with the help of my board." Mars said offhandedly. "I was never much interested in my father's friends and acquaintances... why he passed the reins of the company to me as stated in his will, I have not a friggin clue." He looked at the bartender and said "Martini, please. You know how I like it, Doc." "So what got you your fortune? How'd you get noticed by my father?" Mars asked, turning his gaze back on Isaac.