The resemblance between him and Lord Rivers has been remarked upon more than once, and Tony's still deciding if that's a good or a bad thing. He's pleased by the fact that the tabloids mistake them for each other, when Rivers is fifteen years younger than he is- mixed blessing, though, because sometimes, given grainy tabloid photographs, Obadiah and Pepper don't believe him when he says it's not really him.

And then there was that time in Ibiza; Tony still legitimately doesn't know which one of them that was.

Richard not-yet-III gets a cryptic visitor. Wackiness ensues.