Norman Osborn's entrance garnered several stares and many pictures from the paparazzi upon his arrival. They had questions, of course. How did he manage to cure Lupus? What was next for OsCorp?

All he did was smile and walk past them, not feeling inclined to engage in their inane banter or give them fuel for their idle gossip.

He entered the library and went to the bar. A drink wouldn't do anything for him but nursing a drink would make him seem human, wouldn't it?

Yes, he needed to seem human for a bit this evening.