"So I'm trying to summon a team. I'm also trying to get this team to raid Area 51. Would you want in on this?"
"You know the real Area 51 is in Toledo, right? That one in Nevada? It's a Six Flags. You're being lied to, Buggy. But if you really want in, I can hook you up with a season pass."
"Six Flags?! Foiled by my own company! But I'll still be going. To both locations. So if you don't want those season passes ..."
"That depends. You got any leads on the DC Universe? Maybe you could hook me up with a movie deal? But I don't wanna be played by Brandon Routh."
"Aha. I see what you're doing." A.B. starts lightly poking Chicken Man's shoulder. "If you think that I would manipulate the company I'm in for a season pass ticket to its own theme park in Area 51, you would be very correct! I'll see what I can do. No Brandon Routh. Not George Clooney either." Shudders a bit. "Nippled bat armor. Why?"













